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8 mos ago
Current "The echo of one's heart need not follow worldly principles. By the heat of passion, cold of apathy, light of cheer, and dark of grief. By Time and Space, be true."
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8 mos ago
For those waiting on me to respond, I will be writing things up over the weekend. Hang tight!
9 mos ago
Doing well, writing responses and such
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9 mos ago
Hello quite bored, I'm Echo!
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10 mos ago
Apologies for those waiting on replies from me, life has been hell this weekend. I will attempt to get things out by tomorrow night!
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Bio

Good morning/afternoon/evening!

If you are reading this, then for some reason you want to learn a little bit about the absolute anomaly that is me.

A few important things to note are:

- I am sometimes a bit slow for posting, though sometimes I will almost immediately respond.

- I have absolutely no interest in Romance. This has changed, but only for certain circumstances. It depends!

- I enjoy making very overcomplicated worlds to share with people, like you!

- I enjoy really heavy and psychological themes, but I will do lighter ones as well.

That's pretty much all I think you need to know, but if you want to you can send me a PM! I don't bite...
Mostly.

Most Recent Posts

If you guys need any advice/help for character creation or anything like that, feel free to ask! Questions are always welcome.


A black void.

A table.

A man.


Before you sits a man, a mask of Comedy and Tragedy adorns and concealing the face as bright purple eyes shine from beneath the shadow cast. Before him lays a paper, a contract. No words are spoken. Not yet.

A white-gloved hand slides the contract to you, a small feather decends down to settle on the yellowed page.

"Now is the time to make a choice. Read carefully. Once chosen, there is no going back."

The contract is simple.

My life is my own, my actions mine to be accounted.

I understand that conciousness is a gift, mirrored in others and beyond.

For thyne art I, I art thou. In thought and heart, may our burdens be shared.

Sign thy name.


Afterimages


Reality has two sides to it, the normal 'real' world, and the Alter world. Just like everyone has dark sides, the worlds are the same, yet fundamentally different. The Alter World houses mirror images of people and structures of the real world, but as negative emotion and fear incarnated into monstrous creatures... This place has always existed, hidden behind the veil of ignorance in which humanity places itself. 4 young people are drawn into this world, bound by a mysterious contract signed in a dream that felt too real. Led by their other selves, their Afterimages, the lines between what is hidden and what is true reality are blurred, in a mission to save reality from itself.

Plot:

Neo Tokyo is a sprawling Japanese city and a hotspot of negative thoughts and emotions. Suicide rates have been on the rise recently for unknown reasons with almost no pattern or apparent reason why. Close friends of the most recent victims had said that they had gone crazy, babbling about an alternate reality and a figure called The Masked Man or some similar moniker. All the victims were alumni or current students of シルバーシェード (Shirubashedo) Academy, a community college near the Shinjuku District.

Lore:










This includes themes of suicide, self-harm, brutal deaths, and a grimdark alternate reality.
@Baphomini@Kronshi@Girlie Go Boom We have a decent sized group now, are you guys good with starting up an OOC?
@Girlie Go Boom Well you could always go the Exchange student route, but in theory yes, you could go with the Foregner.
@Kronshi No problem! Good to have you aboard!
@Baphomini There is a reason I don't put much lore into interest checks, for all will be revealed with one's actions, and with a simple sign of the contract. Good to have you aboard!


A black void.

A table.

A man.


Before you sits a man, a mask of Comedy and Tragedy adorns and concealing the face as bright purple eyes shine from beneath the shadow cast. Before him lays a paper, a contract. No words are spoken. Not yet.

A white-gloved hand slides the contract to you, a small feather decends down to settle on the yellowed page.

"Now is the time to make a choice. Read carefully. Once chosen, there is no going back."

The contract is simple.

My life is my own, my actions mine to be accounted.

I understand that conciousness is a gift, mirrored in others and beyond.

For thyne art I, I art thou. In thought and heart, may our burdens be shared.

Sign thy name.


Afterimages


Reality has two sides to it, the normal 'real' world, and the Alter world. Just like everyone has dark sides, the worlds are the same, yet fundamentally different. The Alter World houses mirror images of people and structures of the real world, but as negative emotion and fear incarnated into monstrous creatures... This place has always existed, hidden behind the veil of ignorance in which humanity places itself. 4 young people are drawn into this world, bound by a mysterious contract signed in a dream that felt too real. Led by their other selves, their Afterimages, the lines between what is hidden and what is true reality are blurred, in a mission to save reality from itself.

Plot:

Neo Tokyo is a sprawling Japanese city and a hotspot of negative thoughts and emotions. Suicide rates have been on the rise recently for unknown reasons with almost no pattern or apparent reason why. Close friends of the most recent victims had said that they had gone crazy, babbling about an alternate reality and a figure called The Masked Man or some similar moniker. All the victims were alumni or current students of シルバーシェード (Shirubashedo) Academy, a community college near the Shinjuku District.

Lore:








This includes themes of suicide, self-harm, brutal deaths, and a grimdark alternate reality.
Joker




Forested Outskirts


Joker snapped out of his thoughts as the boar charged, quickly dispatched by Youmu.

Was this the creature they were hunting? Didnt seem at all that dangerous, judging by how quickly it was taken down, but that could have also just been a sizable gap in strength.

But it was a boar. There were bound to be more around.


"Arsene, come."

The spectral figure appeared behind him as his mask burned away, he drew his knife as he looked around him.

"Think there are more?"
Thalassophobic
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