Reply With QuoteI couldn't really care less, to be honest. :POriginally Posted by Teen Idle
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I couldn't really care less, to be honest. :P
Here's the prologue of the roleplay I'm working on. Hopefully it'll pique your interest.
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Complete blackness. No - blackness is an inaccurate description, for there was nothing for the darkness to hide. Complete emptiness, spanning infinitely across an endless black expanse. A blank canvas with the potential to become anything.
"Now, we are all certain that we wish to do this?" asks a male voice so grand and powerful in its fiery nature that it seems to resonate and combust within every inch of the limitless expanse. "Once the act is done, we are all bound by responsibility. There is no going back." His question is met by a brief silence, his response as empty as the void he is metaphysically visiting - not quite present within the abyss of nothingness, yet simultaneously not entirely absent. Eventually, he receives a verdict.
"Yes," comes a soothing female voice that breezes through the plane like a soft wind.
"Yes," comes a deep and thick voice that floods through the emptiness with the force of an ocean.
"Yes," comes a voice full of life and enthusiasm, as though the speaker herself was rooted in the earth.
Another pause of silence ensues, before the breeze-tongued woman speaks once more. "Dhuum, this is no time for indecisiveness." she says, her wind-swept words tinged with warning.
"Alyssa is right," says the fiery first voice. "If you are not confident, Dhuum, you must confess."
"Dhuum, we are your brethren." soothes the earthy voice. "We do not wish to leave you behind, but--"
"Silence, Dwayna!" booms the oceanic voice, ebbing and flowing with the man's anger. "Dhuum must make this decision himself."
"Calm yourself, Triton." says the burning voice. "Although, you are right. Dhuum, we cannot take the risk of you changing your mind once we have made the commitment. Are you with us, my brother?" His searing words are met with another short pause. The atmosphere within the void is one of immense tension and anticipation as the voices wait for the answer they desire with baited breath; before, finally, Dhuum's voice comes from the shadows, as dark and empty as his surroundings.
"Yes."
"Finally," roars Triton with newfound enthusiasm. "Zaros, lead us in the ritual, my brother."
"Very well." replies the fiery voice. "Langt í burt vakir veröld stór," he begins, his words burning away at the nothingness around him. His brothers and sisters repeat the utterance. "Grimmum töfrum tryllt, eirđarlaus óttast nótt og dag" Zaros adds, and again his siblings reply in chorus. The emptiness around them feels different - there seems to be air that the increasingly physical entities can no breathe upon, and the darkness seems less flat - shimmering, almost. Vibrating. "Augu ţín óttalaus og hrein brosa viđ mér björt." come Zaros' sweltering words as the atmosphere thickens further. Once they have been relayed to him, the five entities speak one word in precise unison, as though the entire process had been rehearsed a thousand times.
"Vokuro."
An almighty flash of white pierces the darkness as the ritual is completed. As the blinding light fades, the blackness is replaced by a sight that fills the entities with hope and joy. Towering mountains, endless oceans, lush forests, scorching sands... The world had come to be. "We did it," gasped Alyssa, her gentle voice forming the wind that now blew softly through their new creation.
The brothers and sisters stood in amazement as they looked over their new world. This moment signified the end of millennia of emptiness and gave their lives a new purpose; to become the Gods of the land and ensure that life ran as it should. Each of them was silent, their imaginations fuelled with ideas and potential. Alyssa imagined how she could help the people of their world and bring them happiness. Triton imagined how he could ensure they had pure hearts and acted lawfully. Dwayna imagined how she could enlighten their people and sow the seed of curiosity in their hearts. Zaros imagined how he could help them become powerful and strong so that they may defend themselves and grow as a species. Yes, all of the Gods had the best of intentions for the new world and its people.
Except, that is, for Dhuum. Dhuum was not imagining how he could help his people at all, for his mind was plagued with regret and remorse. The only possibilities that Dhuum was imagining were methods of escape.
♡ SAD 'N' SASSY SINCE '95 ♡
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✰✰✰ As American as a fly shitting on your apple pie ✰✰✰
If that was successful in getting you interested, you can now apply for Vokuro here.
If not, you're not fabulous enough for my roleplay, anyway.
♡ SAD 'N' SASSY SINCE '95 ♡
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✰✰✰ As American as a fly shitting on your apple pie ✰✰✰
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I assume Curb Stompers is going well?
Current rps:
Tarana and Dorumon, the deathly sniper duo, Sonia and Abbie, the cheery digital wizards, and Takeshi and Tentomon, the reluctant warriors of Digimon: Uprising.
Valdi and V-mon, the dysfunctional partnership, and Jill and Flamemon, the pathological pair of Digimon - Digital Crash.
The actor Duskull and the amnesiac Butterfree of Pokemon - Species Screwery.
The fearsome Necrowisemon, the pacifist Marineangemon, the aggressive Piximon, the enigmatic Clockmon, the cheerful Kotemon, the overstressed Flybeemon, and the ever-peaceful Snowagumon of Digimon: The Parallel Visage.
The veteran high-school vigilante "Flip" of Free Runners.
Meh. We hit a lull. But I'm a stubborn bitch, so I'm not calling it quits just yet.
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