[IC] I Died & Reincarnated Into- What Is Up With This World!?

[Leaves]

Finalization...

You took a long time. I hope you are satisfied creating-whatever the hell you are now. Now then, it is time for you to begin your journey. You have been in a comatose state for a while, but now it's time for you to wake up. I have done all that I can for now. It is time for you to leave the nest and begin your journey.

You must start somewhere. I have selected a few locations for you. It is your decision on where you begin. The friends you make, the enemies you encounter, and the overall purpose of your new life is up to you. Last thing, upon entering this world, my voice will become lost unfortunately. Memories of your past life will be hazy but intact. You will wake up flat on your back in your new location. Give it some time and all details of your first memories will return. Our interaction, however, will be forgotten. So then, this is goodbye. Just don't die.

There is a black void surrounding your body. Your mind feels faint, but you can still see the area around you. It's dark and empty; however, there are a few things of interest. As your numb body floats in space, you see a few bubbles hovering beside you. They are enormous in size and have images floating inside them. Upon better inspection, you can focus more on these various bubbles. By focusing, the bubble begins emitting sound and showing the environment it's picturing.

First Bubble: Beach

Focusing onto this bubble shows an image of a beach. There is noise of the waves hitting the sand. The water is clear blue and looks almost tempting to swim into. Among the sound of water, you hear music. The music is loud while pumping with excitement. You can't help, but feel it's just club music. You cannot see where the music is coming from. Curiosity killed the cat, right?

Second Bubble: Forest

The second bubble is vague. You focus and you can see the trees move within the wind. It is almost calming and relaxing to stare into. There is feeling of isolation while staring at the scenery, but you can spot a young man throwing his axe into a tree. The sound of his ax slamming into the bark could be heard. He looked innocent enough, but who could be sure?

Third Bubble: Farmhouse

The third bubble had an expansive view of a corn field. You could see a nice two-story house and the sound of wind chimes rang in your ears. The settlement had plant life with growing vegetation and fruit trees. There was sound of a wolf barking in the distance. There was a lone scarecrow in the field. Everything seemed fine enough, but could you really trust the nature of that scarecrow?

Your first post will be...

"I focus onto (insert name of bubble) and am now asleep (1. on the beach) (2. on the forest's floor) (3. in the field)."

Short and sweet. Please be sure to evenly separate yourselfs. I will be adding my own character to the least populated area so don't worry to the person that may be alone.

[KabenSaal]

"I focus onto Farmhouse, and am now asleep in the field"

[Holy Soldier]

"I focus onto Forest, and am now asleep on the forest's floor."

[oKageo]

"I focus on Beach, and I am asleep on the Beach."

[Scarifar]

"I focus onto Farmhouse, and am now asleep in the field."

[Eklispe]

"I focus onto forest and am now asleep on the forest's floor"

[Damiann47]

"I focus onto forest and am now asleep on the forest's floor"

[Leaves]

Beach:

@oKageo

DJ Got Me Falling In Love

The party is immediately woken up from their sleep. The music was too loud to try to ignore. There was many voices shouting repeatedly. With the taste of sand in your mouth, you notice the source of the club music. It was difficult to adjust as the scene was unbelievable.

There was a large crowd of people dancing behind you away from the water. Their dances were sporadic and almost off beat; everyone appeared to be intoxicated. Strangely, the crowd was a mix of different species, but most of them seemed to resemble humans- elfs, dwarves, and an unknown species that looked like humans, but dyed in red or blue. There were a few creatures resembling cowmen. The vibe emanating from the crowd was wild.

In front of the crowd was a bull-man located on a stage structure, his clothing was unlike the rest. He seemed to be controlling the music from the table currently in front of him and his clothing was more modern. Looking at a bull-man be a DJ, you wonder if anyone would believe you.

Next to the stage is a wooden path leading to a few other structures. You can see various people leaving the party or arriving from the wooden path.

After a while of being conscious, you begin to already get pressured into taking certain "substances." A dwarf approaches yourself/party and offers something looking like a cough drop. "A bit too weak to handle your alcohol, eh? I recommend taking this."

Forest:

@Holy Soldier@Eklispe@Damiann47

Soft Awakening

Your sleep was interrupted by a concerned voice. You could hear a heavy object drop to the floor and a few steps approach towards your direction. Opening your eyes, you could see a young person stand above you with a hand stretched out. He had peculiar features about himself. He had a third eye on his forehead and his hair was bright blue. His hand was covered in blisters so he must've been chopping for some time now.

"How'd you guys get here? This isn't really much of a tourist spot." The lumberjack then looked at the sun nervously. "We still have time, thankfully. Did you guys come from the village?"

Farmhouse:

@KabenSaal@Scarifar

Appearances Are Deceiving

You feel something watching you sleep. You move nervously, but you begin to feel uncomfortable as the you could feel your body being touched. Startled in your sleep, you wake up to the sounds of crows screeching and flying off to the sky. They left a few black feathers once they made their escape.

Waking up surrounding in a corn field did not give you much to work with. You could see a giant hill in one direction and a farmhouse in the opposite. The farmhouse looked harmless and nonthreatening with a barn sitting next to its rear. You could feel the sense of being watched...it was unnerving.

Looking to your left, the scarecrow hanged onto his post with his glaze directed at you. Moving your head and body, it was as if he was following your every movement. His beady eyes made contact into yours and then the magic happened. His mouth began moving and his arms slumped down to his side. He jumped down from his post calmly and pointed away from his body. "Your not supposed to be here. Leave this place." His voice was crackling and eerier.

He proceeded to growl which seemed really non-threatening.

[Zamokra41]

"I focus onto Beach and now am asleep on the beach"

[Seravee]

"I focus onto beach and now am asleep on the beach."

[Eklispe]

Orion Stoneheart

Orion shook his head and quickly pushed himself off the ground and regained his feet, made slightly easier by his tail and little wings. Tail and little wings. Why did he have a tail and little wings. Totally ignoring the cyclops lumberjack for a few seconds Orion tried to figure . . . Anything really. An awkwardly long period of time passed where he could think of absolute nothing so he shrugged and refocused on cyclops lumberjack. "Uh, truth be told I got lost." Well it was true. Just not all the truth. Kinda. "Would you mind showing me the way to the village? Wouldn't want to stay out here and get lost at night right?" He noticed the man/cyclops/person's glance at the sun and assumed that it probably got really cold at night or something. Which was a good enough reason for Orion to get somewhere with a warm bed. How he was going to acquire said warm bed was still being worked out.

[Holy Soldier]

Aidan Diavol

@Leaves

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Hey!

A pair of silver eyes slowly cracked open. The wind whispered through the trees, rustling all the leaves.

…forest? was all the man thought as he laid in the rooted arms of a tree. He was slumped against the tree, arms loosely laying on the thick moss-covered roots and legs stretched out before him. He could barely keep his eyes open as fatigue continued to hover over him, and his mind felt so…blank. It felt as though you knew something but just couldn’t remember what it was exactly.

A man came before him then and by the way he said “you guys,” he figured that he hadn’t been alone. As Aidan cast his steel hues upon the man’s face, he noticed that he had three eyes, and instead of answering the man’s question, all he absently said was: “You have an eye on your forehead.”

Aidan said it as though it had been strange or out-of-place, and to the man, he might have thought it was a normal trait.

[Zamokra41]

Tarum

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He felt hazy as he awoke, the loud, quick-rhythm of the music was imposible to ignore even when one was out cold, it seems. With a weary groan he pushed himself up from the ground, feeling the warm texture of the sand on his palms. “Where..” was his first thought before he recalled moments later that he did choose a beach to be the place where he begun his…excursion. Once he stood up he was forced to shield his eyes as the blazing sun was keen on shining its light upon his poor eyes before he had a chance to adjust. With a sigh he rubbed his eyes with one hand, the other one grasping at a rod of solid metal which, oddly enough, felt comfortable to the touch. At least for him anyway. Once his eyes adjusted to the new lighting of the scenery, Tarum had a chance to inspect himself and his surroundings. Indeed, he was at a beach, with warm sand, a clear blue sky which mirrored its color into the vast ocean and the sound of the waves lapping at the land only to be obscured by the deafening sound of music. For whatever reason, Tarum rushed to the waterside, throwing a gander at where the surface was more calm and clear…where he could see himself.

The poorly mirrored image of himself in the water was enough to distinguish his new features. His hair was long and lush, the color of hot coal, a feature shared by his long goatee which matched with the blazing orange color of his eyes. His skin appeared pale yet was covered in what one could only call ‘war-paint’ of dark crimson in interesting patterns all over his face and chest. He seemed well made, his body presenting an athletic build yet nowhere near as large and muscular as to be called ‘bulky’ or ‘buffed’. The most interesting details where his sharp, facial features, his clawed hands, two sets of black horns sprouting from under his mane and the heavily fur-covered goat-like legs he had, marking him as one of the so-called ‘Beast-Folk’ species. For clothes he sported a simple vestment of green silk with golden embroidery which covered his pelvis and draped down to knee-length, leaving his torso and arms exposed with only a long scarf of matching fabric and design to ornate his upper-body. A wicked smile creeped on his face as he gazed upon himself, completing the grim visage.

“YES!” he spoke out-loud, feeling ecstatic with his new form. New form? Ah, yes, that’s right. He vaguely recalled that he had a past-life of sorts, yet the details were hazy at best. He decided not to contemplate upon it, what is past is past and it matters not to him who he once may have been, what matters to him is who he is now and what he will do. He was fully aware of his status, his powers and skills and of his ambitions. The past may be lost and nigh-on forgotten, but Tarum’s future was planned out by him. The music behind was a clear sign that, wherever he was, he was not alone. Turning around, the Chaos-Weaver saw an amalgamation of people of different races and species apparently enjoying a party, complete with dancing, exotic beverages and a… Beast-Folk DJ? Well… he certainly picked an odd place to awake didn’t he? Just before he could interact with anyone, a dwarf beat him to the punch by approaching in delivering a jab regarding the fact that he, and apparently others, had trouble holding their liquor. The short, bearded man even offered a strange pill which was supposed to help in that regard. Tarum considered for a moment…one moment was all it took as he snatched the pill from the dwarf’s hand and inspected it for a brief moment until he finally threw a glance at the short man and said “Well.. Don’t mind if I do, short-pants” after which he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill with his pointy, elongated tongue, akin to how a frog would catch a fly in mid-air. And why not? He was going to bring chaos and destruction to this new world but perhaps debauchery also had a place on his list. Regardless of what would happen, one thing was certain : Tarum will be maniacally laughing through this whole journey as he was right now while making his way to the dance floor, grabbing someone else’s drink and downing it like yesterdays’ ale on the way. The rush of life felt exilarating. He couldn't wait to experiment more with what this world had to offer before drowing it in flames.

[Leaves]

Forest:

@Eklispe@Holy Soldier
The young man walked a few steps back and picked up his ax. He wiped his brow with the bottom of his shirt; there was pit stains on his clothing. No doubt the lumberjack was working up a sweat. "I can walk you I guess," he scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, I'm guessing
it's providence I found you. Thank Alune." His eyes drifted to the side.

"My forehead eye?" All three eyes glanced upwards as if he was trying to see his third eye. "I guess I do. You do not have an eye on your forehead?" The lumberjack retorted, but with a question. He coughed into his sleeve and began stepping away from the two.

"Well, I would wake up the rest of your friends and follow me," the lumberjack waved his hand. "We have maybe a mile of walking I would say."

Beach:

@Zamokra41


The dwarf laughed his ass off. He bent over and his corpulent body began to jiggle to his laughs. Standing up straight, he slapped Tarum's backside. "I knew I would like you! The effect will hit ya, but you will be feeling like you're on a cloud, friend! I hope you don't get a bad side..." The dwarf smiled and began excessively drinking. "You guys want what he is having?" The dwarf directed his question to the other knocked out members.

The dwarf was a drunk. He asked another question afterwards. "You guys want to get some alcohol?"

Tarum was beginning to feel a slight change. He noticed his vision began to switch over to a red filter. Everything began becoming to fast to process and the music was becoming unbearably loud. It looked as if any movement and any sound was just becoming too excessive for Tarum to handle. The process could make someone want to vomit.

But the motion stopped and Tarum's vision went back to normal. There was a slight stronger change with Tarum. He could feel the effects of the pill on him and it was intense. Tarum felt he could actually be on a cloud. But there was a slight difference. The music had completely stopped, but that did not make any sense. Everyone was still dancing. As the dwarf's mouth moved, Tarum knew he had gone deaf.

Tarum has taken a strange red pill.

Effects:

Strength has doubled.
Speed has doubled.
Confidence is high.
Lost of hearing.

(All effects are temporary.)

[KabenSaal]

Egwene awoke in the field, crows scattering and a strange feeling upon her. Cute tail though, so that was always a plus. And she could shoot fire out of it, which was also a plus. Two Pluses, and one strange feeling made for a nice enough day out. Looking around, there was a hill, which was quite hilly, and a farmhouse, which was obviously were she was going because hills were boring and never went anywere. But, before she could do anything, the scarecrow jumped down from it's post, and told them they were not allowed to be here.
"Well, ok then. Just.....appeared here. Point me in the direction of the nearest town and I shall go that way, Son of Mine. And you can get back to your farming and regretting ever trying to beat The Doctor" She told him, flicking her tail softly left and right. It was a strange thing to have, but she liked it. It was both cute, and deadly.

[NaraK]

I focus onto the Farmhouse and am now asleep in the field.

[Scarifar]

That's One Spooky Field, Eh?

Damien had awoken, but had decided to keep his eyes closed as he lay in the field. He didn't like getting his sleep interrupted, and would rather go back to sleeping than have whatever was trying to bother him actually succeed at getting him up. Problem was, the chill crawling down his spine wasn't going away no matter how hard he tried to ignore it. Now mildly irritated, Damien opened his eyes to glare at whatever was around him, and it was that he realized... he had absolutely no idea what was going on, or even where he was.

What he did know, though, was that there was some weirdo made of straw telling him to leave the place. There was also some other chick talking to the thing, which he ignored. Getting up from the ground, Damien walked up to the scarecrow while glaring at it. He didn't appreciate being told what to do, and this event was no exception. "Oi, who do you think you are?" Damien asked the scarecrow as he pushed past the fox girl and leaned over, still glaring. Damien wasn't intimidated by the scarecrow at all; he had his fair share of people trying to intimidate him.

[Holy Soldier]

Aidan Diavol

@Leaves@Eklispe@Damiann47

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Aidan groaned softly as he pressed his hands into the carpet-like moss and slowly sat forward. The woodcutter was the first person he and apparently another man had ran into, and he didn’t want to lose track of him as he offered to take them to a village. He felt himself beginning to focus more and he noticed to his left and right, two bamboo swords. Were those his weapons? Staring at the weapons curiously, he reached out to grasp both of them and crossing his legs, he rose to his feet only to stagger a little. Using the two swords as canes, he steadied himself and turned his head to gaze up Orion, and then over to the sleeping form of some cat girl.

Did we all wake up here? Where were we before? He hadn’t seen these people before in his life. But…his mind was too fuzzy to try and remember how they all had gotten there. Raising his sword, he poked the cat girl’s cheek with the end of it, nudging her with the bamboo.

“Hey, wake up kid,” (he still felt like he did when he died; older than everyone), “We’re leaving. If you don’t get up, then you’ll get left behind.”

[Damiann47]

The Forest

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It took her a little while to realize what was happening, the last thing she remembered was filling out some sort of application... and how she made the decision to abandon her old manhood to became a catgirl. That last detail was pretty important, but that's basically what happened to her. Now when she finally did regain consciousness it wasn't without the sensation of being poked in the face with something. Though blurry eyes she made out an unknown figure, all she could tell was it was probably human and male.

She sat up with a groan, Sonia's head was still fairly scattered, and of course she had no idea what was going. Well she was in a forest so that wasn't bad, no doubt there could be worse places to wake up, although she still had a lot of questions so she faced the only person she's met.

"I didn't expect to see anything else honestly... well do you have any idea where we're going?" While talking Sonia was momentarily taken aback by her own voice, yeah she definitely was not a guy anymore.

@Holy Soldier@Eklispe

[Seravee]

Jemma - The Beach

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The music pounded in her ears, a thudding that was far more sporadic than the beating of her own heart. It was that change in rhythm that finally stirred her from her deep sleep. At first, her movements were lethargic. She gave a soft half yawn, half groan, and felt the tightening of her muscles as she stretched. But the sudden realization of the sharp needles on her bare skin greatly hastened her waking ritual. The young woman's eyelids snapped open, her blue eyes wide and rolling with panic as she attempted to get her bearings. Everything was white.

Was she dead? Yes, of course she was. She had already learned that. So was this heaven? Or... something else? The thought was enough to spur her into more dramatic action, her hands and feet shifting beneath her as she scrambled into a standing position. Those needles from before, she still felt them. And because she was still unable to see clearly, she hesitantly pressed her palms together, rubbing the grit carefully. No, the blonde thought briefly. Not needles. Some of the panic was beginning to wane as the familiar sensation answered at least one question. Sand.

She wet her chapped lips, opening her eyes wider, willing them to bring the picture into focus. By the time she had deducted that the overwhelming whiteness was the sun, her gaze had finally focused enough to make out her surroundings. A beach. Oh, right, the girl reminded herself, smiling weakly at her own forgetfulness. I picked the beach.

This thought prompted others, and memories began to drift back to her with each lap of the waves on the sand. She had picked the beach. She had picked her appearance. She had even picked her name. "Jemma." Not... what it had been. What had it been? Though she tried desperately to remember, that bit of her brain was hazy. Perhaps it was best to focus on the present, as the past clearly did not wish to be found.

Still in a daze, she padded her way toward the crowd. It was certain that she was there for a specific purpose, and maybe this eclectic group of individuals might clue her in. As she immersed herself in the sea of people, colorful cups sloshing with equally colorful liquids were thrust toward her. With polite "no thank yous," she continued toward the beastly DJ. Unfortunately, before she could reach him, a stranger blocked her path. He was short (a dwarf?), but the grin that split his weathered features was enormous. Teetering on his tip-toes, he held out what looked like a piece of candy.

"A bit too weak to handle your alcohol, eh?" Jemma blinked down at the strange man. "I recommend taking this."

She frowned. "But I haven't had anything to-" The dwarf shoved the candy toward her once more, and she emitted a soft sigh of defeat. "Fine." Maybe this is all part of the game.

Thin fingers plucked the piece from the man's small hands, and in one, fluid motion, tossed it into her mouth.

Mmm. Strawberry flavored.