[S:ARG] The Edge of Everything {OOC}

[Aesthetic]

This RP is exclusive to members of Solace: Advanced Roleplay Group
*Original Plot by Kyda/Jessica/The Doctor. It can be found on tenthdoctor.freeforums.org . I have only revised and added to this.
In-Character
Post Collaborations (only to be used if a rather long dialogue between characters is taking place)


PREMISE
In the dark seat of space lies a ravaged, twisted planet; it blends in with the starless void, an Everlost planet.




Beautiful once, empty now; save for one pocket of survivors. They dangle above the roiling, snapping earth, resting in the clouds. A floating city. 6 enormous clockwork automatons, one for each element, create a harmonious balance shield that keeps the Entity from the city; however, it was never meant to last- clockwork needs to be wound, and only one certain person can wind each automaton. 6 people, plus their spirit Guide, one for each element/automaton- earth, air, fire, water, energy and time. Each person must find their individual key to wind up their automaton, but as the shield weakens, darkness is seeping in. Together, they must find their keys and journey to the edge of everything to raise the defenses and protect their world.

These keys, though, are nearly impossible to find, and require all 6 Elementals to be opened. If one betrays the rest, the city will become Everlost.



LIFE BEFORE “EVERLOST”

​Peaceful, dazzling, enchanting; this is the realm of Euthesaea. Full of life, the flora and fauna of the land are much more whimsical than that which we have known. The world revolves around a yellow sun, like ours, with a cycle of time only a few hours shorter than ours. The land is encompassed in green and blue, the tops of graying mountains evident. Birds singsong in the gentle breeze, and there has yet to be a day of destruction and natural disaster. The climate is almost always sunny and warm, although there are some exceptions for when rain-days are scheduled.
There is almost no poverty, which is only common in the Faert district of Lymphal. Most peoples are either middle-class or upper middle-class, with rarely any families that are of extreme wealth. The only form of government that presides over the world are the Council 12, consisted of 4 representatives from the 3 largest regions of the world. The Council 12's presence is a bit oppressive, and despite how they form the world' singular government, they did not seem to take into consideration those who are poor, or those who are of sizeable wealth. Despite the beautiful environment, Euthesaea began to crumble from the inside. War would not be a factor yet, since the nations hadn't even established their own armies or battalions.
Instead, the continents were ravaged by a drop in the economy. Eventually, the Council 12 were forced to resolve these issues. As the population recovered from the setbacks, the representatives secretly began to build their own armies. They plotted against one another, their lust for both the pride and glory of being Euthesaea's sole leaders drove them insane. Even though they were not aware of it's existence at the time, Euthesaea's leader's minds, corruptible and weak, were being poisoned by the Entity.
Before the events leading up to Everlost, the planet of Euthesaea was recovering from years of war and dissonance, much of their population having been decimated by the onslaught of hostility and bloodshed.The cause of the wars? Envy and hatred that had been boiling for years.
Lymphal, Mertoise, and Allithica, the 3 major regions of the world, were fighting over foreign technology that would grant its wielder an immense advantage over the other two. This technology, not revealed to the public, could eat away at entire landmasses, swallowing the raw energy whole, and converting it into power. Eventually, this technology fell into the hands of the Mertoise, who unleashed the creature upon their own world.

THE ENTITY

Those who had taken the vows to protect their world have failed their sworn oaths. The Entity, known by no other name, ate away at precious resources; water, food, and, eventually, the inhabitants of the world. Those who remain alive are in hiding, deep in the depths of the earth, making their stand in the underground caverns known as the Tunnels to Nowhere. Most of those who are old and young have perished, leaving only those in their late adolescence and late adulthood. These people have started to grow weak, as their sustenance is beginning to rot. He systems on the surface have begun to shut down, power being drained by the dark mass.
The backup shields have, however, powered on. The Entity, which started as a small gaseous creature, has now grown large enough to swallow the World, resting just outside the backup shields. The generators continue to produce enough power to keep the Entity just at the barrier of the world, an ominous shadows that lingers. It's insatiable hunger keeps it at the edge, waiting for opportunity to corrupt as it had so earlier.
The Entity blocks out the sun, almost like an ominous stormcloud. This causes the atmosphere to look rather cloudy and dark when one stands on the surface.

THE WORLD NOW

Cold, lifeless, and barren, there are almost no signs of life on the surface. The fabulous life that once blossomed is long gone. Where green was; gray is now scattered. Flowers have wilted, and some city's streets are littered with the half-eaten carcasses of the humans that walked. The only safe places are above ground or under it, but who knows for how long.
The mountains in the South remain, as do the decimated remains of the great cities. Since our story doesn't take place on the miserable surface, I will not detail on this until later.

THE CITY OF STARS

Floating above the tattered surface is a fortress suspended in the air. Long forgotten, and located in the fabled Infernal Isles, where those who are banished or locked up go. Called the City of Stars, it is the only place where the sky appears blue. It, like the planet, is surrounded by a protective shield that has fended off the Entity while it traversed the surface. This shield remains strong, although it is prone to small cracks and fissures, which can easily be sealed.
The City of Stars is notable for it's lovely view of the once-beautiful planet. Now, the only landmass where living grass and flora can be found, the City of Stars is truly a sight to behold. Suspended high above the roiling clouds and low fog, the atmosphere within the City of Stars is blue, like it should be outside the protective field.
The architecture alone is astonishing. A well-tended garden of flowers hides a gut-wrenching labyrinth with a mind of its own. A church decorated with grandeur seems to be made of the purest minerals shimmers in the afterglow of the sun. The cobbled streets, although confusing and empty, show signs of those who had walked them before.Semicircular overhangs, waterfalls that lead to the very edge of the island. Ever-burning embers can be seen in the distance. An airship,tethered to the island by only a thick rope. In the heart of the landmass lies a large clocktower with 6 platforms erected from it.Standing on these platforms are huge, but worn, clockwork guardians.The origin where the lines intersect is where a large horizontal wheel rests. In the center of the eloquent building is an oculus, meant to focus the power gathered.

KEYS AND CLOCKWORK

Floating above the tattered surface is a fortress suspended in the air. Long forgotten, and located in the fabled Infernal Isles, where those who are banished or locked up go. Called the City of Stars, it is the only place where the sky appears blue. It, like the planet, is surrounded by a protective shield that has fended off the Entity while it traversed the surface. This shield remains strong, although it is prone to small cracks and fissures, which can easily be sealed.
Once you submit a CS, I will PM you the whereabouts of your key, and how that key must be obtained.

OUR HEROES

They awaken aboard the airship, aroused from their slumber by a mysterious man and woman, who disappear as soon as their eyes flutter open. The airship is unable to be moved without the key to the controls. The City is so close. Unaware of their destiny, except for led by intuition, seven strangers know only that they must reach the island.

PROPHETIA SEPTEM

An old prophecy within a book simply called Tome. It states that seven will join forces against a dark force bidding against them.

One to burn,
One to drown,
One is buried, beneath the ground
Suffocated, one shall be
Another feeds off history
The last and final, spirit is
All must work to pass the quiz

One will lead, the others follow
One will perish, to the others' sorrow

Joined together, these heroes be
Strangers, lovers, blind and blistered
Scars will heal, but pain shall linger
To the Isle! Ah fair Isles!

If the last betrays
The world is doomed
It all shall start when a black rose blooms.

AVAILABLE ROLES

Fire - Taken by Convict001
Water - Taken by Irell Starling
Earth - Taken by Stagnant Soul
Air - Taken by skyrocketkid
Time - Taken by Hymusia
Energy - Taken by AmongHeroes
Spirit - Taken by Aesthetic

CHARACTER SHEET

Insert Character Image here.
Character Quote.
Name: Since this takes place on a different planet altogether, it would really be great if your character could have an exotic and unique name. If they go by anything else, like an alias or nicknames, please include that as well.
Age: Ideally, please have your character aged anywhere as young as 14 to as old as 45. We don't need a bunch of little kids running around, nor do we want the elderly.
Gender: Female or Male. No transsexuals or people without a "gender."
Represented Element: 6 elements listed in the OP. Choose one. If you are the Betrayer or the One to Perish, please do not include that in the CS at all. It'll spoil all the fun.

Physical Appearance: Tell us what your picture cannot. Height, weight, hair texture, etc; Scars, tattoos. One paragraph minimum.

Personality: Give me a list. If you want to go above and beyond and write me a few paragraphs, go ahead. At least 4 good traits and 3 poor traits, and please differentiate which is which.
Brief History: I wrote a bit about the events prior to Everlost, but if you want more information, please feel free to ask. It should cover their childhood to now, and include key events that made your character who they are today. Traumatizing events? Past lovers? Arranged Marriage? One paragraph minimum. If your character's history is going to be very complex, please go into as much of it as you can, and PM me about covering the details In-Character and whatnot.

Other: List any other facts about your character. Sexual orientation, favorite color, theme song, etc;

I will be formatting this as soon as you submit it. Make it all pretty like, so that there is more text and less code for you to look at.

CAST
Xero'va played by Convict001
Miromi played by Irell Starling
Kale played by theskyrocketkid
Inaya played by Hymusia
Callefine played by Aesthetic
Ness played by Stagnant Soul
Iadalis played by AmongHeroes

EXPLORED AREAS

THE AIRSHIP

High up in the air, tethered to the floating city, is an airship made of metal, although in the distance you can see others with balloons, and cloth! This one seems different... Perhaps it was a prototype. Nevertheless, it is a sight to bewilder in. And somewhere, the key that will send you on your journey is hidden. From the surface, one can make out some letters scratched into the side: "Daedalus"

THE CONTROL ROOM

Positioned at the very top of the awesome ship, where you can see the bejeweled looking eyes, is the control room. Wires, pipes, gears, and levers make a mess out of the place, with a few spiderwebs here and there. No one seems to know how to work the controls.

NOTES, RULES & OTHER THINGS:


NOTES/NOTICES
This is where absences and the like will be documented. If anyone is absent for a long period of time (we are going by the 7-day rule), a fellow S;ARG member, or myself, will be asked to substitute as the absent characters. If you will be gone, for whatever reason, please notify me right away. Please check this area of the OP regularly (if you check the entire OP regularly, you get a gold star!)

Aesthetic will be absent from March 16 to March 20.


RULES

1. Please respect eachother OOC. I am okay for conflict in-character, but if anyone is reported to be harassing or putting down another player, I will have to eject you from the RP. As Solace members, I think we are all capable of keeping our cool, yes? Respect the other Roleplayers.

2. Keep in mind that everybody has another life outside of their cyber one. Busy schedules, unplanned events, etc; may get in the way of things, and that's ok with me. Trust me, I'm not one of those GMs who feels like it's the end of the world if nobody posts every few hours. Since this is an Advanced RP with a limited cast, I think that it is perfectly okay to have a day or two between posts. But also consider that if you are gone for more than 7 days, we will have someone substitute your character. I do not think that it is right to completely kick someone off of an RP just because they lost their internet for a month.

3. If you lose interest, please tell me.

4. I encourage romance, cursing, and the like, but please do not post mature (ie, sexual intercourse) scenes. If it somehow gets to that point, take it to PMs, and casually drop hints about it IC. But, honestly, I'd love it if you avoided that subject completely.

5. There are only a few spots, but it is not first-come, first-serve. I am doing this audition-style, so, in the end, the better CS wins. Even if the role you want is already filled, feel free to submit a CS, and, if it's a higher-quality than the one that was originally in that role, I may choose you to be that character. (This rule is only valid until the full cast is established, and the IC hasn't been made, yet.)

6. I will not say that 'GM word is law,' but I would love it if you guys did listen to my word. I will never ask you to not do something IC, but if I do, it means that it will not benefit the plot at all. I do not want to force you guys to do things that you don't want to do, but please understand that if an IC post will take everything off-track, I may ask you to re-word it.

7. Proper grammar is a must. I understand that this is not school, but we are all civil, and literate, I hope. I'm okay with minor spelling errors.

[Hymusia]

I'd like to call Time if that is alright, simply as I have quite the interesting idea there. Working on a CS when I have some spare time.

[Aesthetic]

Brilliant! I just updated the OP, so most of the stuff, including the Character Sheet skeleton, is up.

[Convict001]

I'm interested in the Fire Role if that's cool, I'll work on a CS and hopefully pop it over to you either tonight or tomorrow. I assume you want us to post the CS or would you rather us PM it to you?

[Aesthetic]

I'd love it if you could just post it to this thread. It makes it much easier for edits and such.

[Convict001]

"You'll either get beside me, or you'll get out of my way."

Name: Xero'va (Xero or Va are his nicknames)

Age: 19

Represented Element: Fire (Hopefully)

Physical Appearance: Matted jet black hair almost always covers the face of Xero, his body is lean but toned and his hands are full of scars and tiny cuts. He wears cloth fingerless gloves and loose fitting clothing, a sleeveless shirt covered by a light jacket perhaps (Depending on the style of the climate of the underground where he's from) and heavy boots, representing his constantly changing life he's had as of late. His eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Young and brash Xero'va is quick to action and slow to patience. Used to the dark abyss of the underground Xero has learned all too well that the only way to survive is with a strong spirit and trustworthy friends. Tenacious and Stubborn are at least two qualities that describe him, some would call the stubborn streak a detriment, others, a saving grace to help keep his heart and mind alive and always pushing forward in a dark place and time. He is strong and intelligent as well, though the intellect is often pushed aside by emotion. Unsubtle is another word that describes Xero, though he would love to think otherwise. And finally, tactlessness further proves the point that though he is a young boy with lots of potential, there is a great deal for him to learn before he can consider himself truly whole.

Brief History: Xero'Va was born without a family, an orphan found on the steps of an orphanage in the underground Xero grew up scrapping and fighting his way to get what he needed or wanted, often times fighting against bigger and numerous bullies Xero learned the only way to fight was to keep getting up, nothing pissed the bullies off more than when he kept getting up after they would knock him down. Eventually most would tire after beating him and just leave him alone. Eventually he was able to defend himself, his fists got hard to the feel of a wrong doer's face. When he was about 8 Xero met his first true friend, a young boy by the name of Humero the two of them ran all about the underground, and eventually they even added a third to their group, a girl, by the Name of Elandria. The three became fast friends, even going so far as to form a "Pact" of sorts, as children often do, calling themselves "The Order of the Dark Tunnels" referring to their ability to constantly find tunnels and places to hide when they were about to get in trouble, the three of them were inseparable after that, and as they grew their friendship grew as well, Xero found himself falling for Elandria and she for him, Humero found himself acting as proxy big brother to Elandria because of his slight age difference over the other two, all was well as far as Xero was concerned...

And then one night, they were gone...Unsure as to why or how Humero and Elandria just disappeared into the darkness one night and never returned, Xero became incapable of obtaining the smile he had when he was with them, his young child like joy gave way to his current state of anger and hard-headedness. But ALWAYS he kept the spirit inside him alive, the fire burning that was his soul. His kind heartedness still just under the surface but hidden by his tough exterior now. They were around 17 when they disappeared.

Xero has spent the last two years honing himself, trying to search down clues as to where they might be. His last clue led him to a dark bar of sorts in the darker part of the underground, and the last thing he remembered was swearing he heard voices that sounded like theirs...

Other: Xero is a boy desperately trying to become a man, he is straight, and he believes there to be only a right and a wrong, hardly ever finding an place where there can be an in between. His favorite color is purple and he wears a small disinteresting metal ring on his left hand (Dominant hand), that he constantly twists in times of anxiety of worry. He loves whatever the equivalent of music is for this world and particularly enjoys the equivalent of the violin (If there is such a thing)

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Hopefully everything there is right, if you have questions or what not for me just go ahead and let me know.

[Aesthetic]

You don't drown by falling in the water.
Name: Callefine p'Gona, occasionally called Callie {Call-eh-feen-ay Pa-go-na)
Age: 14Gender: Female
Represented Element: SpiritPhysical Appearance: Callefine is short, standing at only 5'3". Most people tower over her, and she usually has to loook up to meet eyes with someone. Her hair is a pale orange or light brown, depending on how you would see it, paired with her eyes, which are a faint hazel. She cannot weigh any more than 110 pounds, which means that she is fairly slim, on the border of skinny. She has flexible bones, which assist her in being light and agile, although she cannot pick up very heavy objects or anything of the sort. Her skin is a lavish ivory color, and paired with her small nose, thin lips, and big eyes, she could pass for a life-sized doll.

Callefine's apparel consists of a typical Euthesaean girl's uniform: a neat, pleated skirt, a white one-shouldered blouse, and a thin black necktie. Hanging from around her neck is a pendant made of Iloscer, whose value is comparable to diamonds. Instead of wearing the mary-jane esque shoes that accompany the uniform, Callefine is wearing a pair of lace-up boots that stop a little lower-than mid-thigh. Once white, the bottom of the boots have been dirtied with grime and dust from the mines.

Personality: Leader, Insightful, Spiritual, Humorous//Compulsive, Dishonest, Naive
Brief History: Born in the poorer regions of the world, Callefine p'Gona was the leader of a small group of bandits who pocketed passerby. She was born to a pair of alcoholic parents who gambled away their troubles, including her. Callefine took it upon herself to escape the confines of her master, a man name Pythlui. For years, she and a band of boys roamed the streets, almost like a twisted brigade of Lost Boys, led by their cunning "mother." When the cataclysm hit, Callefine and her brothers took refuge underground, like everyone else.

On a scavenge around the old mineshafts, Callie got separated from the group, and the boys were forced to continue migrating downwards. into the core of the world, where it would be much warmer. Callie was left alone. For days she staved off hunger by rationing the small amount of food she had had with her. After only a week in isolation, Callie fell ill, due to a lack of hydration, and she closed her eyes.

Other: Callie is straight, although she had never dated a boy in her life.

Callefine's favorite color is supposedly bright red, although she prefers pink.

Her themes:

All the Faint Lights - Steve Moakler (General)
Sovereign - Kevin Macleod (Emotional)

She has a younger brother who was hiding in the mines, although his current whereabouts are unknown.

[Irell Starling]

I would like to call 'water'. Hopefully I'll have a CP up tomorrow.

[theskyrocketkid]

YES! I want AIR if it is still open ^_^ and thank you for finding me and asking again ^_^.

[Hymusia]

“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.*“

Name: Inaya (InAhYah) Vaauge (Nicknames: Ina (EenAh), Bunny.

Age: 18

Represented Element: Time

Physical Appearance: Standing at five foot three she isn't the tallest person, nor is she the most built. Her limbs while toned are not overly strong and her figure is faint and willowy. Meant for dancing more than fighting. Her long dark blonde hair is streaked with two hints of vibrant pale blonde, bordering on white but as natural to her head as the rest of her hair colour. Beneath tired lids her eyes are a frosty green but hold more warmth than the sun melting snow. Usually her feet are bare unless walking on uneven and potentially dangerous terrain where she don's a pair of hiking boots underneath her outfit. The sleeves of her white woollen shirt are attached via two sets of buckles and the shirt falls down to the middle of her thighs, where the long sunset orange skirt takes over to fall to the floor. For ease of movement this skirt is often strapped down with various interlinking belts and buckles until it reaches her knees, whereupon the train is gathered and pinned into place by one of the belts. For colder climates she has a long white faux fur jacket which falls to the backs of her knees and is split right up to her rear.

Personality: She's quiet and subdued when left to her own devices and can be seen staring at the scenery or the night sky with a distant gaze. In company she can be withdrawn and even considered shy to an extent but often just finds it difficult to be open with people and as exuberant as others are. She is a day dreamer and a gentle and caring soul who often puts the needs of others before herself without thought of consequence or her own safety in such regards. She is loyal to her friends and a very family orientated person. She has never experienced love but is a very old romantic person believing in the sweet tales of men who bring roses and women who swoon. Though at times this clashes with the side of her that is painfully realistic and very stuck on seeing things from a logical point of view.

Brief History: Ina spent her childhood reading, her grandfather had little more to entertain the child than books while her parents and elder sibling went to find what little food and water they could. However none complained, such was the way the world had gone since the great disaster. Ina spent hours reading until her eyes could no longer see the words and she was forced to rest. In the books she disappeared into great scenes of history, revelled in the places of ladies and nobles a like, she sat spectator to great speeches and became a florist, a baker and many other things. The coloured pages were slightly withered and some books were missing entire pages but they bought her a sense of joy that she would never forget as she grew.

Her family were quite separated from most other people, she seldom saw another child as she was growing up and those she did meet were not of the kind that the books described. They bordered on feral, unruly and they always pulled her hair and made fun of her. In fact they often insulted her and her family in ways that Ina could never understand. Her grandfather had once been a great man, he'd sat on a board of councils and made rather important decisions along with other people. From what she'd gathered from the diaries something bad had happened after one of these decisions that her grandfather had been opposed to.

As she grew her eyes turned skyward, she couldn't see a thing but she stared into the atmosphere as if she could see and touch the stars. It was this desire that led her to a man who said he owned a flying machine, at length they spoke and he promised to take her up in it, he was such a mysterious man but he had such a charming smile that her innocence could conceive no harm in following him...

Other: Ina is a girl who has never been given the chance to develop. She doesn't know her sexuality, she doesn't know who she is yet as she has always been a flower waiting to bloom and never given the chance to. She loves flowers and adores music but both are in rare supply these days and when given the ability to she is actually a dab hand at the squeeze box. She believes that there is no black nor white only shades of grey and her favourite colour is sunset peach.

Inventory: Squeezebox. Small amount of money. Hair comb.

Note: Sorry it took so long a good friend of mine died and I'm still reeling from it. I will likely revise this a bit at some point so it reads better when looked at. I hope it's alright.