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The sun never sets on the world of Dayside. Scratch that. The sun sets. It's just that nothing alive ever sees it. All living things are asleep by sunset. No one questions this, no one argues. It just happens.
Elsewhere in the vastness of inter-universal space lies another world, creatively named Nightside. Here, the sun is never seen to rise, all living things being asleep by then, weary from their night's work. And with the rising of the sun over war-torn Nightside, something else stirs: very old, very powerful magic laid into the fabric of the world itself. Magic powerful enough to carefully separate the soul of every living being from its body and hurl it across the ether into a different body, on Dayside, just in time for whatever the day has in store. Now, since memory is really a body thing, neither side has been aware of the other. Then, two weeks before we begin our story, things got messy. Fragments of memory translated to the other side as dreams. Teenage beauty queens dreamt of cackling witches; Faerie tricksters dreamt of giggling elves with pale skin and rounded ears. And slowly, piece by piece, the denizens of Nightside and the inhabitants of Dayside have begun to realize the existence of the other. This realization is not a general thing; most simply dismiss the dreams as dreams. The few who dare to think, "What if?" are largely split into two factions. Some want this process to continue, hoping for some sort of merger between the two worlds. The others want things back the way they were. Nightside is the key. Magic works on Nightside. There, it would be possible to combine the two worlds into one, or, if one preferred, separate them back into their original dynamic.
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Dayside: An idyllic, peaceful daytime world. Their level of technology is on par with ours, although much cleaner. Crime is rare, even misdemeanors rarely occur. The world is also stagnant, no longer progressing, just repeating the same little motions, day in and day out, a little puppet show of perfection.

Nightside: A chaotic, war-torn world. Their level of technology is consistent with most High Fantasy worlds: Swords and horses to service mid-size villages and the occasional small city. Magic is fairly common on Nightside. Two thirds of the population wields some degree of power. The entire population suffers from paranoia and xenophobia to the point where they think everyone outside their immediate circle wishes them harm. Which is true, since everyone thinks this, and tries to preempt violence against their group by attacking anyone nearby. The entire world is locked in a cycle of repeating violence that cannot be ended from inside.
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Okay, this is a little confusing, I think. Sorry. Perhaps a sample character sheet might help.

Name:
Age:
Race:
Appearance:
Bio:
Occupation:
Implement of whatever:
Skills:
Else, Anything:
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Name: (Dayside on the left.)
Age: (One number. Both sides share a birthday.)
Race: (Human on the left, listed alternatives on the right.)
Appearance: (Dayside left.)
Bio: (Nightside right.)
Occupation: (Same as always, Dayside on the left.)
Implement of whatever: (Tools of the trade for their given occupation.)
Skills: (Duh.)
Else, Anything: (See above.)
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Faeries: Small, ranging from 1' to 1'5". Insect winged. Live mostly in forests. Magic tends towards illusions. They live in cliques, groups ranging from twenty to fifty individuals in size. They share an unquenchable curiosity with Gale Riders.

Elves: About human height, maybe a little taller. Faintly green skin. Pointy ears. Live in forests. Magic tends towards using plants to cause harm. Congregate in villages, and in rare cases, cities.

Wights: Slightly shorter than humans. They keep to the shadows, their grayish skin helping them blend in. Their magic tends towards debilitating enemies. Travel in groups called slithers, ranging from three to seventeen-ish individuals in size.

Gale Riders: Larger kin to Faeries. Gale Riders average about the size of human children, have no wings, and always have gray or blue eyes. They travel constantly, using their racial affinity with wind magics to keep them aloof from the conflict on the ground. The conflicts in the air draw enough of their attention. They travel in caravans of thirty to sixty individuals. They share an unquenchable curiosity with Faeries.

Slicks: Strange, octopus like creatures that dwell in rivers. They are rarely seen as such, as all Slicks possess illusionary magics on par with those of the Faeries. Slicks disguise themselves as children of another species in an attempt to lure others into the water, where they strike and feed. Live in clutches of two to seven individuals. Lay eggs.

If you want to play a nighsider as something else, contact me.


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Name: Audrey Smith/ Aeriana fa Talan

Age: 17

Race: Human/ Faerie

Appearance: Average height. Waif like build. Waist length brown hair and brown eyes. Freckles. Wears mostly bright colored dresses./ Tall for a faerie, about 1'3". All fairies have pretty thin builds. Short black hair, green eyes. Pale skin. Two sets of wasp like wings. Wears mostly drab colors to not stand out.

Bio: Audrey is a fairly reserved teenage girl. She avoids most things to do with pop culture, preferring to live slightly in the past. She's a bit of a bookworm and has few friends. Lately, her dreams have been troubled by visions of something she can only describe as a fairy. Unlike most fairies, this one seems to do a lot of fighting./ Aeriana has kept her small clique safe for 15 years, since the last queen died. She bespells the forest where her people live, and personally leads most of the attacks on neighboring enemies (read: neighboring anyone). Lately, she has been dreaming of a young, pale, round eared elf, who spends a good deal of time reading strange tomes in a language Aeriana cannot understand.

Occupation: Student/ Faerie Queen (Not as impressive as it sounds. A faerie queen wields control over a small, insular group of faeries, not the race as a whole.)

Implement of whatever: Bookbag/ Scepter

Skills: Exceptional reading speed, a certain affinity with insects, and good at needle-work./ Capturing and riding giant insects, spells of illusion.

Else, Anything: Afraid of the dark, which doesn't really matter, given where she lives./ Likes the color blue.
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FAQ, from myself to myself.
Q: Are you insane?
A: Yes.
Q: How are night and day alternations handled?
A: Every three real world days, I would like to transition to the other side. If you raise a fuss in this thread before the IC goes up, this value could be changed.
Q: Do I have to make two characters?
A: Yes. One for Dayside, one for Nightside.
Q: Are all humans described as "Pale, round eared Elves"?
A: By Nightsiders. Humans don't exist in Nightside. They explain as best they can.
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Sorry for the long post. In case you're interested, here's a link to the original discussion thread.

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Daysider

Name: Garett Sameal
Age: 32
Race: Human
Appearance: Garett is a fairly tall man and quite broad, he stands roughly 6 foot and has long black hair that falls to his shoulder blades which blondes near the tips.
His body is not overtly large, but nor is it thin and toned, just your average guy really.
Bio: Garett is a happy go lucky guy, quite talkative given the chance, but can become dead serious when the situation requires, recently he has been dreaming of an elf character wandering a truely frightning world, but he can't find what series its from.
Occupation: Manager of an anime / Manga shop.
Implement of whatever: A baseball bat behind the counter of his store.
Skills: Fairly good people skills, quite strong and resilient.
Else, Anything: Not really.


Nightsider

Name: Konradt Winters
Age: 32
Race: Elf
Appearance: Konradt is Tall at about 6 foot 5 and fairly broad across the shoulders, but tapers towards the waist.
His hair is silvering grey and almost down to his waist but tied back in a long ponytail; He often has some stubble on his face and has a large scar running diagnally from his right eye down to his left abdominal across his entire body, the body itself is muscular and well toned by the standards of his race.
His face is not unhandsome, but the scar running down it lends him a ghastly visage, a bit odd for his race Konradts skin is more pale than really it should be, not quite the natural colour but tending more towards an alabaster tone.
Bio: Konradt had a harsh upbringing, living with parents who beat him regularly, this combined with the beating he recived from other children of his village gave him a great emnity towards his own race, combining this with the xenophobia and paranoia that all inhabitants of Nightside suffer means he cares little for anyone of any race.
As soon as he turned 13 Konradt set about the wholesale slaughter of his entire village, using his father's blade, by that time he was already hardened by the hatred his people had shown him and did not flinch as he killed every man woman and child who did not flee,those who stod up to him soon felt thier mistake as his years of negelect and self trainign had yielded more strength in his body than they could defend themselfs from, though he lacks the ability to utilise Magics like his race, he overcomes this with his immense physical strength.
He has been wandering the world since that day looking for fights with the strongest people he can find to increase his already considerable power, recently he has been dreaming of a new race of people though he does not know why oranything about them, including how to find them.
Occupation: Wanderer / Fighter.
Implement of whatever: Long thin sword with a broken chain at the hilt and a rounded hand guard.
Skills: Konradt is an extremely accomplished swordsman and Physically an immense prospect to face, though he cannot use magic.
Else, Anything: Konradt has gained a name for himself as 'The Betrayer' due to his free slaughter of all peoples including his own race and indeed his own village, something the elves have never really forgiven him, though they are more wary of chiding him about his skin.


Oki?

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What are you clutching to, my enemy? Why are you advancing through storm and chaos? Is it hate? Maybe hope?
Or perhaps you are just like me, that simply, this is the only thing you have left.

Somehow, I never had the idea of separating the profiles like that. It's a lot easier to read.

Ok

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I like it. The spikes are a nice touch.

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Hmmm. . . .


Daysider

Name: Zeik Moon
Race: Human, of course.
Age: 23

Appearance: He stands at 6' 3" which is about average for his family. He has thick, unkept black hair that falls down nearly to his chin. He often wears blue jeans of some sort, and a novelty T-shirt. He has gray eyes. He's of muscular build, as his occupation requires.

Bio: He was born normally, and lived normally, and was completely normal and completely everything. He was good at baseball, he liked video games, and most of all he liked playing make believe. He would always pretend to be a valiant knight, holding the fair maden in his arms. That's probably why he grew up to be a womanizeing tournament swordsman. He did well at his job, makeing a very good liveing. It wasn't to the death, it was somewhat like boxing, and he usually had the match won with his gigantic blade, about 6 foot long and almost a foot in width at the base. Oddly, even though he was a proffesional athlete, and a semi-super star not many girls came to him. So he went to them. He would always wonder the streets after a fight, and n days when there wasn't a fight. He always hoped to find someone, but rarely did.

Implement: Extremely large sword.

Night Sider

Name: Zeik Moon
Race: Elf
Age: 23

Desc: He was never exactly normal. He was born differnetly. His skin was a grayish color, with silver hair. His eyes were black. He is now a little taller than the average elf, and much more muscled. He has kept his grayish skin and silver hair, likeing how it distinguished him as his own being. His sword, Fenrir as he had named it, was sentient. It had been blessed and enchanted so many times that all of the energy manifested into a liveing being. It could fly through the air on its own, and could speak telepathicly to people.

Bio: He was raised in a large elven city, where he learned the basics of being an adventurer. Survival, combat, thought, and magic were what he was taught. Trained for any situation that he encountered. He was 10 when he left the city, the gigantic blade strapped to his back as he rode off into the night, seeking heroic quests. However, this was somewhat impossible, as he was quite popular with elfen women for some reason, almost always haveing one or two hanging off his arm. He didn't fight it. He was just as much a womanizer as his Daysider, and yes, he knows of his Daysider. He has put together a fairly good idea of how it all worked, but he kept that to himself.

Implement: Extremely large sentient sword, various magics.

Badda-boom?

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Adopted from Valenth Feed it the thing on the far right.

I find it unlikely that tourneys would have survived to modern times on Dayside... but I'll roll with it. He's a tad to aware of the day/night duality for my tastes... although I suppose that after two weeks someone might have gotten the idea. Side note: Zeik must be very attractive for women that he doesn't know to trust him at all. Magic might be suspected. You are essentially giving me an excuse to throw angry elf males at you. Entities that walk so easily amongst elves, stealing women left and right, draw attention from certain...other beings. You're defying the social order of small, tight-knit groups... and you're painting a target on your chest. If you think you can deal with swarms of monsters convinced that you're out to kill them... be my guest. You have been warned.

Accepted.

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Rofl, poor Zeik. He's gonna get mobbed by jealous elves. >:3 Teehee, this is going to be an interesting rp once it gets up and going.

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Actually, I was more planning to have him be mobbed by paranoid everything. Warning, kids: violate the predominant social order and die.

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Ouch; reality bites. Lol he might wanna rethink that one if he wants to survive for long then or my character would have a fun time sticking spikes where they shouldn't be stuck. Muhahaha. -evil grin-

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