So you wish to hear the story do you? The story of how the world had come to an end?
Well of course the world didn't really end, that's the curse of humanity isn't it? To hold on until the bitter end. That's why we still have water, still have a sky, still have a home we can return to. Unlike before, where soot had covered the air and man went to great lengths to kill their God. The end of the world...what a laugh. Our cities had fallen but we still hold onto some semblance of the world of old, how does that signify any great end to our way of life-
Right, I apologize. Excuse the ramblings of an old woman, it's been too long since the great fires had come to our world. But...you did come to me, a forgetful hag, to learn of an art that abandoned us long ago at our worst. Our best depending on how you look at it [Omit Laughter]
This knowledge was never forgotten, you greedily paw for information that you have had access to for dozens of years! How could you even possibly forget, the fuel of our world that had ironically destroyed what it had come to build? It had brought the Great Fires, what had (so to speak) ended the world [Omit Laughter]
A hurry, a rush?
You look at my bandages in pity, or disgust, but you have no idea what these wrappings really mean do you? You've never seen The Great Fires, you've never experienced the Shattering when civil order had died. You live in this perfect world of grass and blue skies, of rain that always comes and brings life to this last bastion of humanity. You never have experience the weight that my generation has experienced, vicariously knowing that a gun kills even though you've never fired one. But...
You wish to learn of magic do you?
-
I was but a girl so I could hardly remember much, it wasn't as if they gave children the right to be gods. But they might as well, the way the people would play with a new power as a child might play with a new toy. We never change. The date or weapon we hold might change, but it was just as well to learn that we never could. When the day had come that magic had come into our world, everyone proclaimed the start of a golden era. How funny it was...to literally ignore the gun we were placing to our heads.
We all lost purpose, we had nothing to strive for when we were granted everything. We are destructive creatures, mere children in bodies that wither with age. There was anger and frustration when nothing was left to distract us, when we turned on our neighbors and destroyed everything in one big temper tantrum. But there was nothing I could do...there was nothing anyone could do. How do you find a power greater than magic? How do suppress the force of billions of gods?
This is where you leave disappointed. I can tell you stories from my childhood when magic had yet to come to our "perfect" world. I can relate to you the atrocities that happened in the streets with no accountability. I can share with you my story from the Shattering, how a man had come to make me bleed simply because he could. Or how my mother bled for differing reasons. How my father burned alive, how my friends killed themselves in agony or my bullies left in the migrations out of fear.
I can share with you how the Great Fires fell from the sky and melted the land, cleansing our sin in a rain that would last a lifetime. I know many things, but you already know what I do not know.
Why has this magic returned?
[Omit Laughter]
You think I waste your time do you, storming out that door now? I can assure you I do know something. This entire situation is ironic.
You fear the very thing that potentially could save you.
***
In a rush as I need to race out at the moment, however I could at least get that small beginning in. The rest of this will sort of be a sparknotes version of my overall idea.
The setting would take place in a post apocalyptic future, one where life has flourished once again but humanity is on the verge of extinction. However life has settled down and people have settled into small bastions of civilization, not able to expand too far because of a place known as the Outland
Outland: A wild wilderness that houses a variety of vicious creatures from the world before, possibly a byproduct from the world that once was.
The central place where our characters would convene would be one of the last human cities in existence, a place of technology that runs off of a material that is mined underneath. Humans survive off of what crops they can grow and therefore are heavily reliant on the rain that comes to the city. Most people would either be farmers or miners, with a very select minority specializing in a craftsman trade or even representing a nobility class.
THE PREMISE would be of what was detailed in the passage above. Man had discovered the power to bend the natural elements to their will, some even the power to bend reality itself for unknown reasons. However no matter the reason that magic had come into our world humans would abuse this power. Both the world and magic would come to an end with the survivors left to fend for themselves. This idea will takes place much later in this new world, where for some reason magic has started to reappear. A group of terrorists so to speak destroys a mining plant with this very power, and many citizens have found themselves re-gifted with this power. Anyone even remotely with this gift is killed out of fear, a task force rising up specifically focused on hunting down magic users and ending their life (Using technology from the world that once was).
Anyway this REALLY is a condensed version of this idea, but after all it is an interest check. People could play anyone they would wish to: An officer that hunts down magic users, part of this terrorist organization, a citizen who discovers they have magic, a random citizen, perhaps a noble, yada yada yada. To make things easier I'll probably limit the amount of people I'm accepting to four people, but for now just throwing this really dry premise and hoping anyone is interested. When my OOC is up detailing everything, than it can be officially decided whether this idea is for you.
Anyway PM me for any questions, and hopefully this idea sticks.
Well of course the world didn't really end, that's the curse of humanity isn't it? To hold on until the bitter end. That's why we still have water, still have a sky, still have a home we can return to. Unlike before, where soot had covered the air and man went to great lengths to kill their God. The end of the world...what a laugh. Our cities had fallen but we still hold onto some semblance of the world of old, how does that signify any great end to our way of life-
Right, I apologize. Excuse the ramblings of an old woman, it's been too long since the great fires had come to our world. But...you did come to me, a forgetful hag, to learn of an art that abandoned us long ago at our worst. Our best depending on how you look at it [Omit Laughter]
This knowledge was never forgotten, you greedily paw for information that you have had access to for dozens of years! How could you even possibly forget, the fuel of our world that had ironically destroyed what it had come to build? It had brought the Great Fires, what had (so to speak) ended the world [Omit Laughter]
A hurry, a rush?
You look at my bandages in pity, or disgust, but you have no idea what these wrappings really mean do you? You've never seen The Great Fires, you've never experienced the Shattering when civil order had died. You live in this perfect world of grass and blue skies, of rain that always comes and brings life to this last bastion of humanity. You never have experience the weight that my generation has experienced, vicariously knowing that a gun kills even though you've never fired one. But...
You wish to learn of magic do you?
-
I was but a girl so I could hardly remember much, it wasn't as if they gave children the right to be gods. But they might as well, the way the people would play with a new power as a child might play with a new toy. We never change. The date or weapon we hold might change, but it was just as well to learn that we never could. When the day had come that magic had come into our world, everyone proclaimed the start of a golden era. How funny it was...to literally ignore the gun we were placing to our heads.
We all lost purpose, we had nothing to strive for when we were granted everything. We are destructive creatures, mere children in bodies that wither with age. There was anger and frustration when nothing was left to distract us, when we turned on our neighbors and destroyed everything in one big temper tantrum. But there was nothing I could do...there was nothing anyone could do. How do you find a power greater than magic? How do suppress the force of billions of gods?
This is where you leave disappointed. I can tell you stories from my childhood when magic had yet to come to our "perfect" world. I can relate to you the atrocities that happened in the streets with no accountability. I can share with you my story from the Shattering, how a man had come to make me bleed simply because he could. Or how my mother bled for differing reasons. How my father burned alive, how my friends killed themselves in agony or my bullies left in the migrations out of fear.
I can share with you how the Great Fires fell from the sky and melted the land, cleansing our sin in a rain that would last a lifetime. I know many things, but you already know what I do not know.
Why has this magic returned?
[Omit Laughter]
You think I waste your time do you, storming out that door now? I can assure you I do know something. This entire situation is ironic.
You fear the very thing that potentially could save you.
***
In a rush as I need to race out at the moment, however I could at least get that small beginning in. The rest of this will sort of be a sparknotes version of my overall idea.
The setting would take place in a post apocalyptic future, one where life has flourished once again but humanity is on the verge of extinction. However life has settled down and people have settled into small bastions of civilization, not able to expand too far because of a place known as the Outland
Outland: A wild wilderness that houses a variety of vicious creatures from the world before, possibly a byproduct from the world that once was.
The central place where our characters would convene would be one of the last human cities in existence, a place of technology that runs off of a material that is mined underneath. Humans survive off of what crops they can grow and therefore are heavily reliant on the rain that comes to the city. Most people would either be farmers or miners, with a very select minority specializing in a craftsman trade or even representing a nobility class.
THE PREMISE would be of what was detailed in the passage above. Man had discovered the power to bend the natural elements to their will, some even the power to bend reality itself for unknown reasons. However no matter the reason that magic had come into our world humans would abuse this power. Both the world and magic would come to an end with the survivors left to fend for themselves. This idea will takes place much later in this new world, where for some reason magic has started to reappear. A group of terrorists so to speak destroys a mining plant with this very power, and many citizens have found themselves re-gifted with this power. Anyone even remotely with this gift is killed out of fear, a task force rising up specifically focused on hunting down magic users and ending their life (Using technology from the world that once was).
Anyway this REALLY is a condensed version of this idea, but after all it is an interest check. People could play anyone they would wish to: An officer that hunts down magic users, part of this terrorist organization, a citizen who discovers they have magic, a random citizen, perhaps a noble, yada yada yada. To make things easier I'll probably limit the amount of people I'm accepting to four people, but for now just throwing this really dry premise and hoping anyone is interested. When my OOC is up detailing everything, than it can be officially decided whether this idea is for you.
Anyway PM me for any questions, and hopefully this idea sticks.
