[OOC] The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

[Rune_Alchemist]

Cold.

You felt yourself drifting, floating, an endless twilight lit void. Moments of your life playing endlessly on repeat like a broken record before you. Accomplishments, defeat, despair, sadness, happiness...were you married to the love of your life? Watching your children grow? Perhaps you forwent those things in favor of a career, or money. Maybe you were ended far too soon before your time. Confusion momentarily besets you. Where did you get here? Were you not at home? Perhaps spending time out? A sudden, sharp pain hits you. The memories move faster, culminating into a single, painful, cracked image.

Ah.

You died.

Perhaps it was a horrid accident. Maybe you died peacefully in your sleep. So was this death? What they called seeing your life flashing before your eyes? It was oddly peaceful. You tried moving, but did you even have a body? You tried breathing, yet you could not. You had no need of it. At least your eyes worked. Probably.

Suddenly, gravity worked again.

The memories vanished into the ether. You slammed into the ground. Was it ground? There was definitely a solid of some sort beneath you, yet there was nothing but the blackness of night beneath you and the light of day above. A gentle, warm breeze follows and for a moment you almost feel like your being cradled by a warm embrace in this cold, vast, nothing.

"Another one, hm? Lets see..." A voice reaches you. The ground beneath you ripples like water as footsteps echo in the silence. Something touches either side of your face, as though someone was holding you gently. Your vision is blessed by the sight of another. Long, dark colored hair, luminescent blue eyes upon pale flesh. Yet you could still not speak. Somehow, you felt vulnerable. As though every secret, every lie, every facet of your life had been laid bare.

"Ah...You'll do. Yes, quite nicely, I think." You were released, but the comforting presence hadn't left yet, and movement still escaped you. "I do not have much time before the other finds my meddling, so I shall keep things brief. My name, affiliation, and status are all unimportant. In short, I am a Goddess, and I am here with an offer to save you from oblivion."

The twilit void rippled, a moon slowly edging into your vision, filling the twilight with the gentle light of the moon.

"Well...not really an offer. You don't really get a say in it, fufu. I'm plucking you from your world, and throwing you into another. Ah-ah, don't think your being a hero or some great, powerful summoned hero. No no, nothing like that. You'll have to work for your power, at least a little." A pause, as the moon rose, so too did the warmth fade from both this goddess words.

A gentle rain started to fall.

"That said, I'd be rather distressed if you died before you did anything, so I will be helping a little. I've already given you a new body! My finest work yet, if I do say so. I've also taken the liberty of drawing out your previous' life accomplishments and giving you a very unique ability!" The sides of your face were grabbed once again, but far were they from warm and gentle as before. Stern. Commanding. "What do I want? Simple. This world is dead. I want you to rebuild it. The people, humans, demons, and everyone else are scattered. Living in sheltered communities on this dead, frozen world. They have no future, really. Either hunted by the Elder Beasts that roam the wastes, forced to worship them for protection, killing each other for limited resources-"

The sound of cracking glass. The moon was draped in red. Cracks formed across its surface like a mirror.

"Hmph...less time than I would like. I will be putting you in a relatively safe place with others. You can find weapons, knowledge, and other things there that could help you - but do not linger. The guardian of that place will find you, and it will kill you, and I will not help once you are there."

The sound of rushing waters filled your ears, and you could feel the goddess presence fading. The world began turning, swirling and rushing around you as you found yourself being pulled downwards. Your senses started to return. Water filled your lungs. You tried swimming, but the tide was too much, the water too heavy and you sank, deeper, deeper, into the void below...

And so, here we are.

The stage has been set.

The frigid air trembles with anticipation.

So let us go over my only ground rules first, my little reincarnators.

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Rules:
1. I have very few, and really, most are guidelines, but If nothing else, read this one. It is likely the most important rule here. In regards to combat - PvE should be simple enough. You do not get to decide whether or not you hit an enemy - or if your attempt at something was successful or not. I will be handling that and writing the narrative to describe how exactly you fare. Now, inevitably, especially in later stages, PvP is likely going to be a thing. At some point, this will likely cause some contention. Ideally, I'd be happy enough to let you all resolve things between yourselves, in a 1 on 1 scenario though I will step in if needed.

That said, eventually there is a good chance of an army controlled by you, clashing with an army controlled by another. I, will be determining overall who's armies successful here. I will be willing to listen to suggestions and concerns should you not like my verdict, and potentially change things...but my decision is ultimately final. If you still don't like my ruling after some discussion...well, I'm sorry but that's just the way it is.

2. I will be posting once every week after the IC goes live at the latest. I will of course be giving some leeway to those who need it or give me a proper reason. I understand people get busy and such, but I'd like this to keep moving at a GM post per week at the minimum. Faster, should everyone post sooner. I'll be pretty lenient, and worst case scenario I'll just assume your character did nothing that round.

...and that's it, really! Can't think of anything else important right now. Here's a discord link for you all. No need to join if you don't want, but I'm usually active there 90% of the day so its the easiest place to reach me.

Discord here! Clicky Clicky!

Now get your CS's in so I can start planning all of your tragic deaths glorious path to power!~

[VitaVitaAR]

Nobbu

Name: Oda Nobunaga
Gender: Female
Appearance: The most feared warlord of Sengoku-era Japan... has been reborn as a petite girl with long, silky black hair and crimson eyes. Her body is almost like that of a doll, pale and slender, and she has a fondness for military clothing, both more traditional and more modern.
Goals: To put it simply, Nobunaga's goal is to do what she was unable to do in life due to Akechi Mitsuhide's treachery: Unite, or in this case create, a powerful and forward-thinking nation. Tradition will be celebrated and maintained, but not treated as something that should restrict progress.
Past Life: The life of Oda Nobunaga is a well documented one. Rising to power during the Sengoku era of Japanese history, he conquered much of Japan with a combination of brilliant strategy and pragmatic use of new technology. Favoring both the old and the new, yet not allowing the old to restrict progress, Nobunaga came within a hair's breadth of fully uniting Japan and taking the shogunate for himself. However, the shocking betrayal of Akechi Mitsuhide at Honnoji ended Oda Nobunaga's ambitions and his life... until...
Abilities: In terms of personal skills and capabilities, Oda Nobunaga is skilled when it comes to Japanese swordsmanship and marksmanship, particularly with matchlock rifles. Unless granted one from the start, she will be swift to pursue the creation of a katana modeled on her favorite sword, the Hesshikiri Hasebe. While she is curious about western weaponry, her preference when it comes to wielding swords lies in those she is used to. The pursuit of guns will also be an immediate concern. Nobunaga's legendary skill in the matters of strategy, both military and diplomatic, is her greatest asset. Her approach to infrastructure is also one of her greatest assets, as she introduced many popular and lasting reforms.
Inventory: NA for now

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Fox

Name: Takeshima Misaki (formerly Takeshima Mamoru)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Misaki is a kitsune with white hair that reaches down past her shoulders, which is obviously a far cry from the body she used to have before dying. As of now, she is slightly shorter than she was when she was a human (though not by much), which in and of itself isn't as much of a problem as it could be. Of course, modern clothing would be preferable above all else, but given the circumstances that she finds herself in, whatever works, works.
Goals: Given that she passed so suddenly, Misaki's primary goal is to make the most of her new life, which, as vague as it sounds, does have some basis behind it. Given how ruined the world she now finds herself is, that means working to make a place that's hospitable to live in without accidentally dying again. Risks are a given, of course, and the allure of adventure has not yet left her, but once that leaves, reattaining the amenities of modern life would be the most important thing to pursue.
Past Life: Mamoru used to be a college student studying history, which, as far as things went, meant that he was one a one-way road to either remaining in academia or ending up as a salaryman like a majority of his peers would. Obviously, the former would be far more preferable than the latter when it came down to it, and with Mamoru's own natural curiosity about his homeland, going out and traveling Japan (be it for entertainment or research) was going to be frequent no matter what. Everything would have been fine, had he not ended up missing a step on a hike in Hokkaido and falling to his death.
Ending up in some odd void-like space and being told he would end up being reincarnated like he was in some sort of light novel fantasy was far from the first thing he had envisioned after dying, but that was something he could work with. The body, however... That would take getting used to.
Abilities:

• Physical Conditioning: Peak Human—Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
• Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.
• Cheat: ???

Inventory:

• Clothing.

[Crusader Lord]

The Foremost Catgirl of the New World

Name: Leannah Stromhart

Gender: Female

Appearance:

https://i.imgur.com/wYBRH7Q.png

(But is wearing much warmer stuff over the trinkets and such in the above link [and pic] for now.)

(Biological Catgirl Traits: Like other catgirls she has little claws at the ends of her fingers rather than traditional fingernails, nothing too long or crazy but very useful in a fight. In addition she has far better vision in the dark, as well as naturally good hearing when it comes to her cat-style ears. Likewise like other catgirls she is predisposed to naturally multiple-child births (perhaps 2-3 or 3-4), were she to have such, as well as going into heat as a female each month and that sort of thing. In other words, she possesses the general standard biological nature of a catgirl in the new world.

Of course, she in all honesty has to learn to wield and adjust to these traits.)

Goals: Her ambition would be to create something for herself, a legacy, a nation, a people, something to shape things for the better and make her own name with this new second chance. She’s no stranger to hard work, so she’ll put her all into her new dream!

Past Life:

A tomboy of a girl and a martial arts prodigy also dubbed a ‘veritable savant’ by her myriad instructors, her wealthy parents took pride in her and took her to various teachers and various places around the world to learn various styles over the first years of her life. It was a way to show off her talents and bring attention to their family name, but also somewhat consumed her life in the process. By the time she turned 20, she was a prodigious and professional student of some good renown (mainly due to her age and raw talent)...but when it came to other personal interests her ideas lied elsewhere. As much as she enjoyed the martial arts, however, she still enjoyed watching anime, playing games, and the like as a younger person could be so inclined to be.

In particular her geeky inner self had a strong interest in ancient history in general, and ancient egypt in particular, which when she sought to stand out on her own more were factors that drove her to seek a college education. She worked hard for years on her martial arts even still, to at least appease her family, but also to ultimately acquire a double major in Egyptology and History (Ancient Mediterranean specialized).

At the age of 36, however, she would ultimately be killed on her way to h at a museum when a drunk truck driver ran over the center lane and sent her and her black VW Beetle car flying. She died in the initial impact, before the car even got rolling, and the resulting cleanup was...not pretty at all. A talented life, wasted by the foolish actions of another before she could truly impact the world.

Abilities:

Physical Conditioning: Peak Human - Her body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely she can surpass even stronger beings.

Soul Flare: The ability to turn one’s soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.

Unique/"Cheat" Ability: Suns Disciple - Wherever you go, the sun shines on your path. The sun illuminates you. Keeps you warm, and safe - and yet it burns. Burns you. Burns your foes. Burns everything. The sun of this world is not ruled by the goddess that bought you here. If you desire to strengthen it, seek them out yourself. As it is, you will steadily grow in physical power and endurance as the sun rises up until its peak, and steadily return to your normal strength as the sun falls, until night hits. At the moment, even during noon, you will gain only a minor boost to all physicals. Additionally, you have a minor affinity for Light-based magical feats.

Inventory:

-Clothing: Her initial set of clothing, consisting of what is seen in her appearance pic but also with her covered from head to toe by more thicker warm clothing fit for icy wasteland survival.

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[The Red Seelie]

Human Civilisation? Bah. Humanity had its chance

Name: Alice Sicilly
Gender: Female
Appearance: A fay of standard stature, she stands at 20cm in height with a thin build and is incredibly light-weight, Her wings are similar to the ornate ornmanets adorning her head. But they are hidden from view much of the time.
Goals: To draw out the potential of non-humans to the fullest.
Past Life:
A crescendo of calamity that is what is best used to aptly describe the life of the girl known as Alice, brought up in a strictly religious household, under strict tenants, a personality as soft as hers couldn't hope to make it through unscathed,

No amount of prayer to a god would alleviate the suffering she went through, Neither could she ever truely connect with friends due to her parents strict rules. She could only hope that people believed her friendship to be true when she worked extra hard for them. Though this only lead to more pain in her future as she would give them everything she had. Only for it to be used by malignant persons. For a free lunch, A free seat? Perhaps even free labour.

If she didn't comply then she was insulted, and if she did comply then she only fed their view of her. But still she held onto some thin ghost of a hope that being a good person was good enough. And that humanity wasn't all bad. Until. She was beaten bloody for allegedly trying to take another womans boyfriend.

She became a recluse however as time went on, becoming more and more afraid of upsetting others that she would lock herself away for increasingly long periods of time drowning herself in study of book and biblical. She felt so small and insignificant in front of others that perhaps she should simply disappear. But that faded cursed hope within her still drove her to try to help others for it was what a good person would do?

Alice was shot in her home, aged 24 after the delusional homeless man she had been helping at the shelter had accused her of theft.

It was in her final moments that she gave up on it all... Damned be all the people that had used her, and damned be all the people that had allowed her to be used. Humanity was diseased, rotten to its core. And god if he existed was never a loving sort.

Of course... it wasn't the end was it?
Abilities:
"Your body is already in peak physical condition. I made sure of that myself. Can't have you dying to some random angry deer, now can we? Let me take a look, and see what defines you..."
Physical Conditioning: Peak Fay
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of Fay physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.
Monstrous Charm - Unlike what some people think, some people simply have a natural charm around them. Less how you speak, and more how you act. Your mana has turned into a force of will that marks you as...wrong.A passive ability that influences how others perceive you. Simple beasts will likely leave you alone, should you not antagonize them. Demons will see you as one of their own, and the intelligent Elder Beasts may decide to actually speak with you. Be warned, however, humans and their kin will view you with great suspicion and other races typically shunned will find you to be oddly compelling.
Inventory: The Clothing on her back, fitting for her size at least

[Rune_Alchemist]

@VitaVitaAR
As discussed, your ability is being actual Nobbu. Feel free to move to the Char Tab.

"_{Aaaah, its her-ah what do I-}

ahem...sorry. I was distracted. Yes. Nothing indecent at all. A pleasure to meet you, after all this time. You may not remember it, but I took ~very~ good care of you. Ahem, getting off topic again. Unfortunately as I wanted to preserve you in the most pristine way I could, so your body is a bit older model. Its affinity for supernatural feats are quite low, and perhaps its muscles aren't quite right but...fufu, you're Oda Nobunaga. I look forward to seeing your progress.

@PKMNB0Y
Fluffy tails accepted!~
"A scholar, hmm? History is always good to know, lest you run the mistake of repeating past sins. Discovering this worlds history...I wonder what you'd do with it if you discovered it? Be in awe? Amazed? Despair? Maybe all of them? I think I know the perfect thing that you'll do well with. Go and rebuild, but do remember not to get to far ahead of your time. You should know what happens to those who do from your own world, hm?"

Ability gained: Historia Technologica
The goddess has complied every single technological advancement humanity has made up until the point you died. Theoretically, you can call upon this knowledge whenever you desire...should it allow you too. The world follows certain laws. A certain undeniable rhythm. You can not know what you have not interacted with, or spent some time learning on your own. You will start with three branches. You will need to figure out how to 'Unlock' more of them yourself. However, do keep in mind - Some materials here will be as alien to your world as you are to this world.

Abilities gained:
Medicine - You can tell if a plant has medicinal properties or not. Yet for now, you can not determine what those are upon sight alone.

Material Science - At a glance, you can tell what a minerals and are and roughly how decent they would be at performing a certain task. You however, do not know exactly how to forge or implement them yourself quite yet.

Agricultural Science - You know rudimentary agricultural and cultivation techniques and how to achieve a decent crop yield without knowing too much else about the surrounding environment or what plants would grow well in what areas.

Goddess' Note

@1Charak2
Future Unseelie fey queen accepted!~
"I...are you sure this is what you want, my little one? I understand you've had a hard life but...mhm, no, never mind. It takes all kinds to create a world. Just be careful you are not swallowed by that darkness you court...fufu, though I suppose such a world might make an interesting story. Reject your humanity then. Unite the monsters of this world and lets see what comes of it. A tragedy or a comedy? Whatever it will be, it will be entertaining, but I digress."

Monstrous Charm - Unlike what some people think, some people simply have a natural charm around them. Less how you speak, and more how you act. Your mana has turned into a force of will that marks you as...wrong.A passive ability that influences how others perceive you. Simple beasts will likely leave you alone, should you not antagonize them. Demons will see you as one of their own, and the intelligent Elder Beasts may decide to actually speak with you. Be warned, however, humans and their kin will view you with great suspicion and other races typically shunned will find you to be oddly compelling.

Goddess' note

@Crusader Lord
Thicc totally-non-lewd Egyptian catgirl accepted.
Oh my. Are you trying to appeal to certain desires of mine with that appearance? I'll have you know, I'm not so easily swayed, my cat-nip loving feline.

A fighter hm...I can't say I've ever been fond of such skills, but I suppose they do have their uses. Such strength and talent will serve you well, here. Just don't get in over your head, hm? I'd rather you not die from trying to say, 1v1 an Elder Beast. Still hmm...what to give you, what to give you...your body already has strength, you can build agility well enough...magical feats are a-hmmm...ah. Egypt, hm? I might be overstepping my domain, but I think you'll quite like this.

Ability gained: Suns Disciple
Wherever you go, the sun shines on your path. The sun illuminates you. Keeps you warm, and safe - and yet it burns. Burns you. Burns your foes. Burns everything. The sun of this world is not ruled by the goddess that bought you here. If you desire to strengthen it, seek them out yourself. As it is, you will steadily grow in physical power and endurance as the sun rises up until its peak, and steadily return to your normal strength as the sun falls, until night hits. At the moment, even during noon, you will gain only a minor boost to all physicals. Additionally, you have a minor affinity for Light-based magical feats.

Goddess note

And of course, should anyone have any questions or concerns about their skills, or if someone else is concerned about balance, do feel free to ask here or in the discord, hmhm~

[ERode]

Isidore

Isidore is normal on the outside and on the inside. His organs, though he hasn’t had a chance to get an X-ray scan, seem to be where they should be. He feels his heartbeat around the center-left portion of his torso, and he breathes through one nostril at a time. He stands at 5’11, and he weighs 121 lbs, which seems about right for his stature too. Everything seems normal, and yet, there’s still something that bothers him, that causes him to scratch at smooth skin with manicured nails.

Ah, that’s it. He is now normal, on the outside and on the inside.

Goals
Isidore doesn’t want everything in the world. He just wants anything he desired. Whether that meant being good or evil, kind or cruel, it matters not. With all the advantages granted onto him by the Goddess of another world, it would be spitting on his past self if he didn't achieve more than what he once had.

Past Life

Was there ever a chance that he could have been a good person?

Yes, but then he wouldn’t have lived to see his daughter’s face.

The son of an immigrant temp worker, Isidore was born nearsighted and dyslexic, conditions misdiagnosed by the doctors his father could afford. Instead, he was treated as a truant and a problem child, given pills to manage mental disorders that didn’t exist, while his father broke his back picking fruit for half the minimum wage of the country that promised opportunities. The teachers in the underfunded school Isidore spent his formative years in were burnt-out husks doing the bare minimum to justify their position, while the classmates that weren’t inundated into the culture of violence in his neighborhood kept to themselves, acting as if they were better than the rest.

Which was why they got their lunch stolen, their textbooks trashed, and their face broken in.

Isidore didn’t want that. He joined in on the violence instead, fell in line with the delinquents and assholes who drew themselves into increasingly more criminal activities. Being half-blind was helpful; it was easier to front as a cold-hearted motherfucker when the messy details of his actions was blurred. It wasn’t as if he was strong or skilled or anything like that. He just knew that if he wanted to get something done, he couldn’t afford half-measures. Isidore threw his lot in with the gangsters of the slums, and it would be worse for him now to come clean than to further dirty himself.

It started with drug dealing. Simple work for him. Didn’t even need to look in the faces of those who grovelled for more.

Moved into enforcing next. He learned fairly quickly that throwing people into things was better on his knuckles and feet than striking them.

The boss took a shine on him, and he started working as a confidant and a bodyguard. He wasn’t so young now, and he had long stopped speaking to his father. The old man’s heart was probably broken by his actions, huh? He sent money anyways though. $2000 a month was more than enough to fulfill his filial obligations.

Murder was a big step. They couldn’t trust him with a gun, so he had a knife for his job instead. Blood, vicious work. He spent a good twenty minutes puking in the dead man’s toilet, childish thoughts of being damned to hell popping into his mind. Once he decided that he was already damned though, the next one became easier. And the next.

Life went away as easily as life went on.

He killed his boss and took over. He met a girl he fancied. He expanded operations into the affluent business sector. He had his vision fixed up. He raided and assimilated rival gangs. He married the woman of his dreams. He slotted his men into positions of power within the prefectural police force. He bought a house for his estranged father. He pulled strings and pumped in money until the slums became another portion of downtown. He had the mayor in his pockets. He funded charities all around the nation to improve the lives of impoverished children. He found and buried the mother that had never been a part of his life.

He watched his daughter be born. Watched her grow. Took measures to ensure she wouldn’t know who he was, took measures to ensure others wouldn’t know who she was.

Decided that, despite his regrets, he was still content. That this was about what he could expect out of a beginning like the one he had.

When he was diagnosed with lung cancer, Isidore spent a day with his wife and daughter, tied up all the bloody loose ends he had left, and then disappeared into the depths of the ocean.

It was a good life for a bad person. He really couldn’t ask for more.

But the Goddess provided, anyways.

Abilities
Physical Conditioning

_{Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.}

Soul Flare

_{The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.}

Inventory

• The clothing on his back.

[PaulHaynek]

Gon' post here so that I'll be done with it. I believe I'm on the wait list so you don't have to give him a special power right now.

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The Long Road Home

Name:
Nicholas "Nick" Gallagher

Gender:
Heterosexual Male

Appearance:
Fully human, dark-skinned, bluish-eyes.

Goals:
"To get back home. By any means necessary."

Past Life:

"I know, I know, but please. Tell me, even if it is painful or bittersweet. I'll listen. I need to know what makes you, you..."

The Goddess

"I'm... was an environmentalist. And sort of a city planner, as a weird hobby or something. Or at least, I was gonna be. I'm... I was on my last year. I even already applied for an organization. Not anything fancy, but its got promise. If it takes off, I'd be there when it happens. If it doesn't, then that's fine 'cause I have friends there and I'd still be helping the Mother Nature anyway. Graduation's around the corner, just had to finish a few projects and then that'll be it.

I lead a pretty average life. I had a loving family, more or less. Pa wasn't there most of the time though. My sis, we loved each other but we weren't that close. Sometimes I feel Ma smothers me too much. No family is perfect but that's mine and I love it. Now that I think about it, we only respected each other because we mostly kept to each other. Hmm.

Then there's Pauline. Sweet Pauline. She was a tomboy with her short black hair and boyish clothes but she was a woman through and through. We met when we were in high school. We were friends at first and we never thought we'd end up with each other but... it just happened. Hehe, I still remember our first date. Our first kiss. I thought about proposing to her. You know, running endless scenarios in your head to find that perfect one.

That was when it happened, wasn't it? I remember. I was on a train, on my way to a shop that sold the most beautiful jewelry you could ever see. I remember hearing the twist of metal. I remember me and the others on that train looking up and then a loud crash. And that was the end of it. I didn't even see the crash, you know? Just the sound. I wonder if anyone survived.

My life was on the cusp. Everything I've worked for was about to unravel. So that's why I need to get back. There's a lot of things waiting for me back home. I'll play your game. I'll do what I can to help. And I don't care what you say, I WILL get back to my life.

Abilities:

"Your body is already in peak physical condition. I made sure of that myself. Can't have you dying to some random angry deer, now can we? Let me take a look, and see what defines you..."

The Goddess

Physical Conditioning: Peak human
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
Soul Flare:
The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.

Inventory:

"You'll start with nothing. Sorry, I'm not a weapon smith or weaver...though you do have clothes. Probably~"

The Goddess

_{i'mnotevenmentionedintheintcheck :c}

[Pyromania99]

The Elf of Antiquity

Name: Bella Rosso

Gender:Female

Appearance:

Goals: Bella was studying to be a History Professor with a focus on classical civilizations to the medieval era. In this other world of scattered people… Maybe she can see if she can make a Roman Empire that doesn’t fall.

Past Life: Bella grew up the daughter of a politician and a History Professor. Her mother is an accountant turned politician and her father is a long time History Professor. Since she was young, her father introduced her to the History of Rome and taught her all about it. By the time she was out of compulsory schooling, she was about as knowledgeable on everything during the reign of Rome as her father and had a working knowledge of the Latin language. If anyone had a question about it, she could answer easily.

She went to college as a history major with a minor in political science. And the political science minor was only because her mother took up a career as a rather successful politician. Through her time in college, she assisted her mother’s campaign as well as study history. Every now and then, she would go and look into other politicians and get interviews when she could.

In the end, her life ended as someone stabbed her from behind. Likely from asking the wrong individual the wrong question about the wrong person.

Abilities:

Physical Conditioning: Peak human
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.

Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.

Ability Gained: Goddess' Eye
The Goddess has given you a prestigious blessing. Rejoice, mortal. The eye will allow you to see things about people and living targets they may not even realize about themselves. Status, general health, current disposition, abilities, special and other such information. There are other skills similar to this, but nothing will ever reach something of a realm this clearly divine. Use it wisely, and you could use words as effective as any weapon or use it to disable someone with as little conflict as possible. Additionally, you can see, interact, and discern things others can not. The invisible, ethereal, and intangible. Nothing in this world is hidden from your sight. Be warned however, you give off a faint divine stench. Be wary of those who contend with such beings and some abilities and blessings may make your visions obscured.

Trivia:

-Bella played a lot of Total War: Rome II to try and put old Roman strategies to practice.

-Bella can speak Italian, Latin and English

Inventory:
-Clothing

[Cu Chulainn]

The Kool-Aid Man

Name: "Malphas" _{totally not a false name.}

Gender: Male

Appearance: 5'8", slender build, with steel blue eyes and shimmering silver hair. Malphas's most notable feature, however, is his pale skin, glimmering like gold when light is shines upon it.

Goals: "To transcend, of course." Or at least, this is what Malphas would answer if asked. It's not completely far from the truth, either. Malphas's desire is to seek out transcendence not for himself, but for mankind as a whole. To create a utopia where all humans are united as one to end all strife and suffering. It is a wish carried on from the end of his past life.

Past Life: There is no tragic backstory here. Simply put, "Malphas" was born in a standard, middle-class household living a completely average life. Of course, even in his past life, he was gifted with both unnatural beauty and a silver tongue. And of course, he used this to his advantage, easily getting whatever he wanted in life. This narcissistic lifestyle soon lead to him becoming a leader of his community, more specifically a new religious movement manufactured by him with the promise of transcendence to those who devote their lives, and their wallets, to his cause. In other words, a cult of personality, centered on himself.

The longer "Malphas" lived the life of an enigmatic messiah, the more he came to believe in his own flowery rhetoric. The doctrines he had originally set to entrap others soon become those that he himself believed. At some point, "Malphas" came to believe that he could truly share all his blessings to his devout followers, truly believing that he, too, could transcend. While this wasn't enough to fully dissuade him from following through on his con, it did result in his future actions becoming more sloppy. It was because of this increasing fanaticism that forced him to act fast as the local authorities soon began to catch on that his religion's activities were less than lawful. It was because of this pressure that he was forced to enact his "ceremony of ascendance" months earlier than he had planned. And it was because of this rushed preparations that even "Malphas" himself had partaken in the communion meant only for his followers, fruit punch laced with crushed Belladonna.

At his last moments, Malphas did not cry, nor did he curse the world for his fatal mistake. He simply smiled, believing that in the next life, he would be reunited with his followers once more. In the end, he lived as a god and died as a believer.

Abilities:
Physical Conditioning: Peak human.
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.

Soul Flare: The ability to turn one's soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.

Humanities Scion: You truly love humanity, don't you? Rather than being naturally charming, you can instead bring out the best in others. Those who follow your orders, and those who truly believe in your path will find themselves filled with strength and determination to see it through. Encourage your followers to slay a beast? They will become stronger, faster, and determined to see it through. Encourage them to learn something? They'll have a clarity of purpose while they learn. But be warned - this only will work on humans and their kin that follow you and your beliefs. The more they believe, the stronger they will be. Surround yourself with like-minded individuals, and perhaps finally reach your supposed ascension.

Inventory: Clothes, probably.

[Rune_Alchemist]

@Pyromania99

Elf Roma accepted!

"A burgeoning politician, I see. Do you want me to be honest? I will be anyways. I hate scheming sorts like you. Reminds me of some rather unpleasant pasts. Always stabbing each other in the back. Theft. Destruction. Then all drowned in a deep, dark, sea. But such was their fate for their folly. I suppose I shouldn't judge too harshly, however. Such methods are always necessary to ensure a place remains running smoothly. I have juuuust the thing for you, but should you misuse it - heh, well no, I won't do anything. 'Tis not my place. Don't worry, it'll only hurt for a moment."

Ability Gained: Goddess' Eye
The Goddess has given you a prestigious blessing. Rejoice, mortal. The eye will allow you to see things about people and living targets they may not even realize about themselves. Status, general health, current disposition, abilities, special and other such information. There are other skills similar to this, but nothing will ever reach something of a realm this clearly divine. Use it wisely, and you could use words as effective as any weapon or use it to disable someone with as little conflict as possible. Additionally, you can see, interact, and discern things others can not. The invisible, ethereal, and intangible. Nothing in this world is hidden from your sight. Be warned however, you give off a faint divine stench. Be wary of those who contend with such beings and some abilities and blessings may make your visions obscured.

Goddess' Note

@ERode
Its late and my brain power is lowering so I have nothing quick-witted to say here so accepted.

"I knew someone like you, once. Instead of being trashed and bullied, he decided to be the one doing it himself. He rose to lead a nation, you know, in an effort to ensure people lived safely. He was eventually killed by a girl who was the opposite of everything he was because he took something from her. You have had a hard life,I apologize from pulling you from your well deserved rest, but a man of your determination is needed in this land."

Ability Gained: Undying Will
Your past life was hard. That is not something anyone can deny. Hard and stained with blood. Yet, you did not buckle. You were no saint, but nor were you a true devil. Using your blood money you never lost your path in order to help those from a similar situation as you, even if it were selfish reasons. Surely even in this life, you will face similar challenges and danger - you refuse to die before you achieve greatness. The more you are injured, the more your body responds to danger. Your skin hardens, natural armor grows across your body giving you impossibly high defense. But be warned - it does not heal you. Simply makes you harder to further injure and numbs pain. The shielding will wear off after about an hour.

Goddess' note

Totally not griffin Accepted
@Cu Chulainn

"Heh...hahahaha, oh aren't you just adorable. Playing god like this! Do humans have no end to their folly? You would think they'd learn after the first fool that attempted to do that failed miserably....hmhm, or no, perhaps they succeeded in getting what they wanted. Well, no matter. I should simply damn your pitiful soul to oblivion in your realm...but...color me curious as to what sort of tale you'd weave. Go, then. Lets see where your beliefs however shallow will lead you this time. I will be watching."

Ability gained: Humanities Scion
You truly love humanity, don't you? Rather than being naturally charming, you can instead bring out the best in others. Those who follow your orders, and those who truly believe in your path will find themselves filled with strength and determination to see it through. Encourage your followers to slay a beast? They will become stronger, faster, and determined to see it through. Encourage them to learn something? They'll have a clarity of purpose while they learn. But be warned - this only will work on humans and their kin that follow you and your beliefs. The more they believe, the stronger they will be. Surround yourself with like-minded individuals, and perhaps finally reach your supposed ascension.

Goddess' note

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Alright, that's the final bit of accepting I'm doing tonight. I'll get to any more posted tomorrow. If anything needs clarification, do tell.~

@PaulHaynek
I'll save your CS and look over it, and supposing you do get in I'll already have an ability to go and everything.

[PaulHaynek]

@Rune_Alchemist

Alright. Just give me a mention when I'm up or something.

[malmshodes]

Abigail D

Name:Abigail D
Gender: Female
Goals: To be the hero she always wanted to be.
Past Life: Due to medical neglect and a drunk doctor at a cheap hospital, Abigail's spine was injured at birth, preventing her from her ever being able to walk. Which was hard in itself, but to complicate matters was the fact her parents were both busy, always off on one of their multiple jobs, leaving Abigail either in the care of family, daycare, or in some cases by herself. As the years went on Abigail found herself alone more and more often. So as, by the time she was seven, she could cook, clean, and go out on her own.

To many, this form of living would've been lonely and soul crushing, but that wasn't the case for Abigail. Early on she was introduced to comics, and from there she found herself thrust into one hell of an obsession. Which in her sparked one hell of an imagination. Before long she she was drawing her own comics and telling strangers stories about her wonderful characters living in worlds of her own making, worlds were heroes stood tall, villains were smashed against the stone, and people with broken backs didn't always have to be broken.
In her adult years she made a living in a variety of creativity jobs like copywritting, novels, and a few comic series.

Abigail met her end, trying to emulate the heroes of the pages, rushing into a burning building, to pull out a few toddlers she was sure ran in to save their cat. In the end she couldn't find any of them..
Abilities:
Inventory:

[Rune_Alchemist]

@malmshodes

Alright

It looks good enough, make sure you add both the two skills mentioned in the CS and this one to it before you add to the Char Tab

"A writer of sorts, hm? We have something in common, heh, so let me ask you. What is a hero, you think? Someone who saves lives? But what if saving a life comes as a cost to the entire world? Would you find a way to do both, however impossible? Or would you buckle and make a hard decision? But then you're not a hero, are you? You can't save everyone, but you can try. Just don't burn yourself out."

Ability gained: Healing prayer
Clasp your hands together and channel your entire being towards healing. This ability can heal nearly everything - curses, diseases, severe wounds, perhaps even more ethereal afflictions. It is however, extremely exhausting upon you to use. It can either work in a five meter radius, or via touch - with the touch method being less taxing to perform.

Goddess Note

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And with that done

I shall begin working on the OP, and we'll likely be starting tomorrow night sometime! So get those CS's in so I can start planning a Shakespeare worthy tragedy wonderful tale for all of you.

[A Lowly Wretch]

Just peeking my head in here to vouch for a spot on the waiting list. Do throw me a notification if a spot opens as I am interested in participating.

[Rune_Alchemist]

@A Lowly Wretch

The senate shall make a note of your desire of participation.

I'll add you to the wait list, mhm~

[Guy0fV4lor]

Boomer

Name:
Donovan MacConaill
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Sporting the physique from his college football days, Donovan stands at 6'2" and weighs 220lbs (other features are as the picture shows.)
Goals:
To build a new world for his fellow man before finally joining his wife in the afterlife.
Past Life:
The old man took another sip of his coffee as he walked the dimly lit Philidelphia streets. For the last five years he'd been making this trek nightly, ever since Beatrice had last her battle with cancer. It helped him keep going, despite the loneliness he felt without her; reminded him of why he got out of bed in the morning despite the protests of his aging body. He passed by a diner; closed by now of course. Between the peeling paint and dirt-stained windows, it's age and level of disrepair were apparent. But past the moldering wood and crumbling plaster, the old man saw something else-- a memory. A tired-eyed young man was seated at one of the booths. Across from him was a scrawny, elderly fellow, wearing a well-ironed white shirt. The waitress was the most beautiful thing the young fellow had ever seen. Her name was Beatrice.

Continuing down the road, the old man continued to reminisce. The streets around him were important to him. They were where he'd walked Bea home every night from work. Where he'd taught all seven of their children to drive. Before he'd even realized; he was once again where his life took a turn for the better. A bridge. A small, dainty little thing. Not to mention ugly as sin. It'd been his first design after graduating from his civil engineering courses back so many years ago. He'd just about been ready to jump off the damn thing to his death. Just the thought of it made him chuckle. To give up on life over such a silly little thing? What a fool he'd been back then. If Reverend Stuart hadn't pulled him away from the ledge that day, and treated him to lunch-- it all would've ended there. Donovan smiled at the moon overhead, it'd been nearly 60 years since that life changing day. And in that time he'd built much more than bridges, and skyscrapers; he built a family, a legacy-- a life. One he was truly grateful for.

Donovan yawned as he bundled himself up tight in his jacket and sat down on the sidewalk of the bridge. Was it just him, or was the air a wee bit chillier than usual tonight. Maybe he was just tired. A few minutes of sleep wouldn't bring an end to his nightly stroll, would it?

Abilities:
Physical Conditioning: Peak human
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.
Foreman: Because of your past lifes accomplishments, you have been granted the ability to summon your own personal army of construction workers. They take an ethereal appearance and number from 5-20 depending on how many are needed for the job. These people do not tire, do not require rest or breaks and could theoretically stay active 24/7. However, they run on your own personal physical stamina and Magic ability. With proper planning, timing, and personal training, they could finish building a project that would have taken a month, in little over a week or so. All you have to do is give them direction and make sure you have your plans in hand. They are incapable of fighting, and may be disrupted with certain magical skills.
Inventory:
"You'll start with nothing. Sorry, I'm not a weapon smith or weaver...though you do have clothes. Probably~"

[Rune_Alchemist]

@Guy0fV4lor
Accepted - you got in juuuust in time, and I've already written you into the OP. Unfortunately due to time constraints and me quickly falling into snooze land, I've made your intro a bit on the smaller side.

"You led quite the peaceful life, hm. A peaceful, noble life. I wonder if you could see it. See this world, similar to yours. Skyscrapers. Bridges that span oceans. I can't. This world never had those things, and probably never will. A single foolish human with a selfish desire could easily send everyone back to square one. But go on then. Build. Lay the foundations for generations after yours."

Ability Gained: Foreman
Because of your past lifes accomplishments, you have been granted the ability to summon your own personal army of construction workers. They take an ethereal appearance and number from 5-20 depending on how many are needed for the job. These people do not tire, do not require rest or breaks and could theoretically stay active 24/7. However, they run on your own personal physical stamina and Magic ability. With proper planning, timing, and personal training, they could finish building a project that would have taken a month, in little over a week or so. All you have to do is give them direction and make sure you have your plans in hand. They are incapable of fighting, and may be disrupted with certain magical skills.

goddess' Note

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@Lady Selune
@Crimson Paladin
Alright you two, you'll have a week from today to get your CS's in or I'll have considered you out. Otherwise, supposing you do get it in, I'll write you in next GM post

@malmshodes
As for you, once you update your CS and move it to the CHar Tab I'll write you in. You got until next week, friend.

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As for everyone else, we've started! Hopefully I've done everything I've can to make things clear and such! I'll clarify anything as needed, mhm~

[Crimson Paladin]

Here's my character submission

Novak

Photo

Name:Novak

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing at approximately 5'10" or 178cm and with no distinguishing markings, Novak appears entirely human.

Goals: Novak was summoned by the goddess to rebuild the world, and that is what he intends to do. His more personal goals can be summed up by a pair of phrases he vaguely recalls from his previous life: "Begin again", and "Let go". In other words, he wishes to start over in this world, unburdened by whatever past he once had.

Past Life:Novak remembers nothing of his previous life, other than a nagging notion that it was uneventful, unremarkable, and cut abruptly and unexpectedly short. He isn't even sure if Novak was his family name or given name. What he does remember is that for whatever reason, he made a deal with the goddess who plucked him from death: in exchange for the memories of his life, he would gain the ability to learn new, more relevant skills at a supernatural pace to replace that which he gave up. From what he can gather from what remains of his mind, he had at least a high school education, lived in an urban region, and the notion of being reincarnated in a new world is something that seems not entirely unfamiliar to him.

Abilities:
Physical Conditioning: Peak human
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.
Supernatural Learning: Thanks to the sacrifice of your previous life's memories, you have gained the ability to rapidly pick up on new skills to fill the void left behind. This ability is consciously activated, and can function through visual, auditory, and kinesthetic cues. This power is not limitless, however, and will cease to function once it has refilled the void in your mind. Fortunately, this limit is not affected by any knowledge or memories that are gained "normally".

Inventory:
Clothing

[Lady Selune]

@Rune_Alchemist

I'll tap out now, no need to waste your time.