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The pendulum thus falls, and with it comes the toll of the Damned.
And within the Chime of the Morte we realized;
The greatest of Evils lies not in the heart of the Beast.
But within the soul of the Man.
And within the Chime of the Morte we realized;
The greatest of Evils lies not in the heart of the Beast.
But within the soul of the Man.
Tragedy oft happens to those of meaningless grace and fortune, the souls that fall under meager agonies and misfortunes, graced by an eternal woe that fluctuates and readies yonder barriers of life and death. In these tragedies, degrees vary and severity tends to waver, bidden by tendrils that are misconstrued as fate and happenstance. In the land of the Morte, such beliefs are unwavering and eternal, and all are subjugated to the wrath of a purposeful anguish no matter, or concern, to the ascending means or reasons why. For in the land of Morte, in which all that is known is solely death, everything betwixt sun and earth is laden as dead and thus, forgotten.
The city perished years ago under the fall of the State, when the Govern collapsed under the reaping of a sudden biological fluctuation. The Crown Genome was acquired and speculated to bequeath the conceptual givings of Immortality to the chosen. Under the Crown, as the Govern had been christened and had become, the selection was onto those of royalty and rank, such heights achieved only by the refinements of blood, birth, rite and currency.
But, as Destiny will oft conclude and thus direct, Man was not destined or meant for the eternal Paradise and thus were denied Heaven on the creation of the Crown Genome, they were punished, smote and crumbled to naught but ash and left to the gaping maws of their wishes, hopes, and dreams. The Crown Genome infected mortal heart and soul and, with tears of blood and pain, Man turned onto Man and reaped his flesh to purge, feast, and ultimately - kill.
The Greatest of Evils, in that none should live forever, and the Sin of trying to dethrone God came to fall onto any and all. Turning beloved ones into creatures of decaying might and power, effectively disrupting the connection of heart, soul, and ultimate reason.
The city perished years ago under the fall of the State, when the Govern collapsed under the reaping of a sudden biological fluctuation. The Crown Genome was acquired and speculated to bequeath the conceptual givings of Immortality to the chosen. Under the Crown, as the Govern had been christened and had become, the selection was onto those of royalty and rank, such heights achieved only by the refinements of blood, birth, rite and currency.
But, as Destiny will oft conclude and thus direct, Man was not destined or meant for the eternal Paradise and thus were denied Heaven on the creation of the Crown Genome, they were punished, smote and crumbled to naught but ash and left to the gaping maws of their wishes, hopes, and dreams. The Crown Genome infected mortal heart and soul and, with tears of blood and pain, Man turned onto Man and reaped his flesh to purge, feast, and ultimately - kill.
The Greatest of Evils, in that none should live forever, and the Sin of trying to dethrone God came to fall onto any and all. Turning beloved ones into creatures of decaying might and power, effectively disrupting the connection of heart, soul, and ultimate reason.
premise, introductions & guidelines.
_______________________________________________________________________________β Morte is a story centered on many sensitive means and subjects, mostly circling death and an apocalypse caused and disturbed by Man wanting to reach eternal life. In that, the dead are beginning to harness and inherit the world, and such is now their punishment.
β Why this punishment? Because Man was not meant to live forever, and we're going to exploit such a sin through this device. Consider tropes of horror; both and many of physical and psychological.
β The Crown Genome is slowly branching over the world, starting within our fictional city where the Crown originated from. Consider such a location a major front.
β Those infected by the Crown Genome have fallen under the Pandemic, and can be closely related to what one would compare to a "zombie." They are bidden and influenced by bestial natures and will practically consume whatever lurks around or wonders onto their path. The Crown Genome does not exactly kill the host, but overrides the human heart and soul until all emotion and morality is burned and eaten away by the sudden spread, traveling through blood and bone. The host no longer represents what it once was, it twists and corrupts the body into something terrifying, deformed and ashen.
β This particular branch of story begins within the beginning, and we'll be given the opportunity to explore the initial cause of what I would describe as The End of the World.
β I'm looking for one partner. As I do not like repeating plot lines and stories.
β Tag me within this thread, so I will be notified and then we shall move to the preliminaries where I'll answer any and all questions.
β Consider this my intense desire to play something apocalyptic, who doesn't like a good tale of everyone dying around you.
β Why this punishment? Because Man was not meant to live forever, and we're going to exploit such a sin through this device. Consider tropes of horror; both and many of physical and psychological.
β The Crown Genome is slowly branching over the world, starting within our fictional city where the Crown originated from. Consider such a location a major front.
β Those infected by the Crown Genome have fallen under the Pandemic, and can be closely related to what one would compare to a "zombie." They are bidden and influenced by bestial natures and will practically consume whatever lurks around or wonders onto their path. The Crown Genome does not exactly kill the host, but overrides the human heart and soul until all emotion and morality is burned and eaten away by the sudden spread, traveling through blood and bone. The host no longer represents what it once was, it twists and corrupts the body into something terrifying, deformed and ashen.
β This particular branch of story begins within the beginning, and we'll be given the opportunity to explore the initial cause of what I would describe as The End of the World.
β I'm looking for one partner. As I do not like repeating plot lines and stories.
β Tag me within this thread, so I will be notified and then we shall move to the preliminaries where I'll answer any and all questions.
β Consider this my intense desire to play something apocalyptic, who doesn't like a good tale of everyone dying around you.
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