[S:ARG] The Edge of Everything (OOC)

[Irell Starling]

This RP was exclusive to members of Solace: Advanced Roleplay Group
*Original Plot by Kyda/Jessica/The Doctor. It can be found on tenthdoctor.freeforums.org . This was revised and reedited by Aesthetic. Organization and posting rules inspired by LunaLight and Zata.

In-Character

Round Ends: 1/23

CAST
Erenway played by Paragon ∅
Miromi played by Irell Starling ∅
Air played by (Open) Ⓧ
Inaya played by Hymusia ∅
Luna played by Antonkun ∅
Iadalis played by AmongHeroes ∅
Callefineplayed by NPC Ⓧ

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.



BACKGROUND INFORMATION

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.

As the story progresses you will be PMed the location of your key.

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.

THE STORY THUS FAR...

OUR HEROES

Callefine, Kale, Inava, Miromi, Luna, and Iadalis awaken aboard the airship, aroused from their slumber by a mysterious man and woman, who disappear as soon as their eyes flutter open. After wandering around a bit, some stumble into the control room and find the ship's steering is completely locked. There appears to be an override switch, however, the key to turning it on is missing. After some initial arguing, Kale, Miromi, and Iadalis split up to search for the key. Inaya, not wanting to get involved with the fighting, entertains herself by playing a squeeze box and then goes off to wander the garden's outside the fortress's walls. Luna follows Inya out into the garden and meets up with her at a broken fountain. Unknown to the rest of the group, Callefine has snuck off to go check on the missing fire member, who has now awaken.

EXPLORED AREAS

THE AIRSHIP

THE EXTERIOR

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.

THE ENGINE ROOM

Seated in the lower belly of the ship, the machinery of the engine room clanks and buzzes and whirls. The room is hot and steam leaks out of kinks in piping every now and again. The mechanisms in the room are foreign and well worn. In addition, much like the control room, no one knows how to use them. Fortunately, the engine seems to be doing just fine. For now.

THE INFIRMARY

This room, like so many others, looks old and worn but, unlike some, has the look that it has been cleaned recently. The wooden paneled walls are whitewashed and covered with dozens of locked cabinets. Scattered on the counter are various used medical tools.

THE CITY OF STARS (Outside the fortress)

GARDENS

Outside the locked gates of the fortress lies a massive over grown garden. Multitudes of flowers and other plant life grow here and there, long unchecked by any hand but nevertheless breathtaking. Reminiscent of the original caretakers have all but vanished except for the occasional spare spring or broken cog hidden in the underbrush.

BROKEN FOUNTAIN

At the end of the path leading back into the garden from the fortress's gate lies broken a fountain. The water has long dried up. Through the dirt, the design on the inside of the fountain is a mosaic clock with six markers. Around the base of the fountain is carved the following:

Someday the soil won’t be tilled,
Someday the fountains won’t be filled,
Someday the shields above will crack,
Someday the air won’t come back.

Someday the fire inside dies,
Someday the soldiers will not rise,
And then that day will be our last,
For the future’s all but past.

So back to what was and used to be,
Back to what’s now memory,
Align the hands and you will find,
What now is lost and left behind.

NEW CHARACTER CREATION

AVAILABLE ROLES

Air

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;

NOTES, RULES & OTHER THINGS:

Absences
This is where absences 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 for updates and news.

[Irell Starling]

Character Quotes: “Enduring isn’t a choice. You breath, you live, you endure. There is no such thing as taking a break. Life just keeps coming at you whether you can take it anymore or not. I endure because there is no other option.”

Name: Miromi(Miro) Hyugar
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Represented Element: Water

Physical Appearance: Miromi is 5’5’’ and 145 pounds (of which is mostly muscle). She has a tattoo on her shoulder, which is pictured and another one running down her sternum which is always covered up. This tattoo reads, Nirobi which was her mother’s name. Her skin is smooth but not flawless and has the occasional scars from minor childhood and occupational accidents but none that stand out. Her black hair is strait and falls just past the shoulders. When it’s wet her hair tends to curl up at the ends.

Personality: The scars of her childhood have greatly shaped Miromi’s personality. On one hand she tends to be rugged, easily going and mentally composed. She works well under pressure and while she doesn’t like to lead, she is a good person to fall back on. On the other hand, Miromi’s mental scars have left her a little more than just cynical. She is so serious that she is rarely found smiling and even when that does happen it won’t reach her eyes. In addition, she doesn’t tend to trust people with her secrets, her past, or her life.

Brief History: From the outside everything looked fine. No one knew it, no one foresaw it, and no one could have even guessed at it but those who had to endure it. Fifteen years ago a girl came home from school and shut the door behind her. She called out to her mother but her mother didn’t answer. The girl went to the kitchen to get herself a snack. She called out to her mother but her mother didn’t answer. The girl saw her mother’s body lifeless on the kitchen floor, her chest ripped and oozing from chin to the bottom of her rib cage. She called out to her mother but her mother didn’t answer.

At the age of seven, Miromi was tried for the murder of her mother. Evidence stacked up against her but eventually the true culprit was found. Miromi’s father, who had left them five years earlier had returned for unknown reasons and murdered her mother and then tried to frame his own daughter.

With her father locked away and her mother dead she moved in with her maternal uncle, a power plant worker. Until she was an adult, Miromi continued to live with him and had a knack for tinkering with machines. However the locals, who knew about her families past, continued to gossip and harass her so eventual she moved out. She traveled around Euthesae’s countryside for a year before the Entity appeared. Since then she has been busy trying to maintain various infrastructure as civilization begins to unravel.

Other: Miromi is strait although often tries to be indifferent. She is also terribly afraid she will take after her father. Due to her work with her uncle she is mechanically inclined.

[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.

[AmongHeroes]

“The robb’d that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”

Name:
Iadalis Aisurlis

Age:
20

Gender:
Male

Element:
Energy

Physical Appearance:
Iadalis stands at 6’-1” tall, and weighs at just below 200 lbs. His eyes are a deep purple with hints of a gray or silver hue around his iris. He has straight obsidian hair that falls just below his shoulder blades, and he often wears it in a low ponytail, though it is not uncommon to see it down. Valuing physical prowess highly, Iadalis is lean and cut from constant exercise and activity. However his physicality manifests itself more in stamina than in sheer strength. His skin has a light olive tinge, and if his body were exposed to any amount of constant sunlight his complexion would be deeply tan. Due to the rough nature of his lifestyle, Iadalis has abundant scars and healed scrapes, mostly around his arms and hands. Both of his shoulders are adorned with heavy black tattoos that depict characters from Euthesaean mythology.

Iadalis is garbed in a black, stout and practical jacket that is made up of several detachable thermal layers. Beneath this jacket he wears a simple white t-shirt. His pants are well worn canvas type dungarees, with many pockets and useable straps. His feet are adorned with simple dark brown work boots that are loosely laced. On his left wrist he wears a self-made bracelet constructed from thick braided cord with a small metal sigil woven into it. This sigil depicts a single bolt of lightning transversely across an open eye.

Personality:
Crafty, Cunning, Resourceful, Kind//Dishonest, Distrustful, Opportunistic.

Brief History:
Iadalis is an orphan and has no knowledge of his birth parents. He was raised by an aging professional thief named Adaillo, who maintained that he found Iadalis wrapped in a blanket beneath the awning of a brothel. For reasons that Iadalis was never privy to, Adaillo took him in close to his third birthday, and raised him as the son he was never able to have. From this early age Iadalis was turtored in the waves of thievery, deception, and cunning, and to Adaillo’s great pleasure his newly acquired son was a natural. Before the cataclysm he stole purely for personal gain and notoriety, and Iadalis cared little for others besides himself and his retired mentor.

This changed with the cataclysm, and Adaillo’s sudden and traumatic death. Reeling from the loss, Iadalis vowed that he would use his skills to assist others in this incredible time of strife, and he only stole from those he believed could live with the forfeiture. It was during one of his thefts deep within the mines that he was somehow caught in the act, and he suffered a strong blow to the head, sending him into a deep unconsciousness…

Other:
Iadalis is straight, and given his adventurous and daring nature he pursues women, ever in search of the girl that can hold down his rebellious heart. He carries several small tools within his pockets; a lock-pick set, and a collapsible multi-tool.

[theskyrocketkid]

“Our parents made us who were, but we get to choose who we become.‘


Name: Kael’ebenil’et’al (KALE-eeBEN-IL-etALL)* he never uses his whole name, only Kale*
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Represented Element: Air

Physical Appearance: Kale is 5’5 and weighs 140 lbs with only 6 % body fat. He has an athletic build, though his clothes give him a seemingly child-like quality. On his back is a large birthmark of a pentagram with wings spreading off of either side, it almost seems like a red tinged tattoo in its exactness.

Personality: Kale is mature for his age, but he is still only 15. He thinks like a 15 year old would on things that he has never experienced. He is still in a very experimental stage of his life, therefore he is usually willing to try anything that doesn’t seem too ‘life threatening’. He has a strong sense of morality and his own beliefs and though hesitant to express these opinions with strangers, once comfortable, he will be opinionated and may dominate conversations with a natural boyish charm with intellect to match. That being said, he is still a child and, when under extreme amounts of pressure, may have the usual teen-tantrums. He is very emotional and it is hard for him to keep his emotions in check, but he is like a firework with these rash emotions. He will explode in a fit of emotion until he is worn out, but once it is resolved, he is willing to forgive and for those he truly cares about is even willing to get past his teenage ego and apologize when he is in the wrong.


Brief History: All Kale can remember before his 9th birthday is darkness, pain and fear, so he doesn’t deal with any of those memories. After that and for the past 6 years he has been being raised by two men claiming to be his elder brothers. All he knew about them were that they were ‘hunters’ and he would learn the answers to all his questions about his past when he’d completed his training at their hands.

This began 5 and a half years of intense physical conditioning. They honed his body into a resilient fighting machine. But, they were never cruel. The elder brother, Deen’tarahl’etal, was the taller of the two, at 6’5. He wore his hair in a pony tail a pair of ragged blue jeans, and a red and white vest with a white sleeveless t shirt under it and a matching red and white hat with a weird symbol made of angled lines. The younger brother, Samatal’etal, was short with long blonde hair and wore the same basic blue jeans and white sleeveless shirt, though he wore a pair of bright red gloves.

Samat taught the boy how to fight in every practical way possible. He spent the next six years teaching young Kale how to grapple, fight hand to hand and the use of dual sabers, a style both fast and deadly to its opponent and user if the user is not skilled. Deen taught the boy how to hone his senses, to use not just what he could see, hear, feel, smell and taste. He taught him to follow his ‘gut’ and do what he could ‘sense’. Throughout this time they taught him a code of strict morals, what they called ‘The 10 Commandments’. They told him they were a guideline on how to live his life, but that he was the master of his own ship and that he would have to choose one day, whether he could be, should be, or would be the man they both knew he was.

His life, for six years, was riddle with constant puzzles and surprise tests in his capabilities. So it wasn’t surprising that on the day they disappeared it was with another cryptic message,

[u]Go West and remember fury can be fatal, so use it until you need it no longer and then cast it away, but always remember you MUST[/b] cast it away.’

So he did, he packed his things, shed his tears and began walking East, knowing that finally they felt he was ready and finally he would learn the answers to his past.

Sexuality: Bisexual
Fave Color: Light Blue

Info: Kale wears a black stone, ring on his right thumb and another of what would seem to be white oak. He says that he doesn’t remember where he got them, just that they will keep him ‘grounded’ until he can soar. and his older brother Deen's hat, he figure out the symbols are what was once called 'Japanese' and mean Fury is Fatal.


Theme Song: Sword of Doom (Mu-12) – Daisuke Ishiwtari

[Irell Starling]

I"m vacationing these next two weeks so I'll be a little slower posting (not that it's a big deal for this RPG). The round deadline is tomorrow. Do you all think you'll be able to post by then or should I move the deadline back a week?

[theskyrocketkid]

I'll have my post

[Mercenary Lord]

So...fellow SARG member here.

I won't say that I'm one hundred percent interested, since I'd likely flake off and ruin it for you guys, but I just want to say: Good Luck!

[AmongHeroes]

I have a lot of other stuff going on at the moment, so I'd appreciate the post deadline to be moved back.

[Irell Starling]

I will extend this round to end next Sunday, Dec 30. I have been waiting to start recruitment until after the holidays. There is a good chance I will also need to recruit a new Earth player. We'll see.