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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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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.

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The world is in shambles, it always has been. Corporations rule everything, chief offenders include one of the most prosperous Genetic Research and Development companies based in the country of North Daimon; Xenotec Industries. Genetics as a science has changed from studying its intricacies to editing its very foundation, giving rise to new breeds of humanity...

The Supernaturals, strange powers were unlocked by adapting to external stimuli with more than a little help.
The Hybrids, a union of beast and man through advanced genome splicing.
The Strangers are seemingly normal at first glance, but secrets of human genetics lay deep within, giving more unique side effects.
These genetically altered persons comprise 15% of the population and are used as labor slaves for other corporations, often sold to the highest bidder, and the industry is only reaching higher in its ambition...

Genetic modifications are as widespread as smartphones, though not voluntarily, and it seems that the color of skin is not the only thing being discriminated against anymore. Humanity split, only a matter of time before the country goes downhill. That's what the North Daimon Peacekeeping Force is supposed to prevent, keep the mutts in their place and no civil war. It turns out that's only doing more damage than intended.

Enter the Resistance, a small group of Altereds going against Xenotec and their corporate military. That's where you come in.



STR4NG3RS is a campaign designed for 4-6 players, running on a 2d8/2d6 system of my creation. It will be gritty and dark, underlining corporate corruption, and discrimination, and a realistic view of the results and aftereffects of successful genetic modification. This setting is a midway point between cyberpunk and modern, meaning advanced technology exists but is only available for those who have the cash to access it. The continent of North Daimon will be the main area in which the story takes place, beginning in the megacity of Sion.



@Baphomini I have no qualms with this. I can get a discord up if yall are interested.
@Girlie Go Boom No problem, hope the treatment goes well! You will be missed <3
The gate is open.
(Posted!)

2:38 PM
Three... Two... One.


It was calm in Shirubashedo's halls, classes were in session, and students who didn't have lectures at the time were light in terms of foot traffic.

The quiet was unsettling. It was almost as if the normal buzz of the school was dampened, muffled. Shadows seemed to shift, air growing, twisting into a strange mist of heat and cold, as light and dark danced in the corner of one's vision. Space seemed to stretch as the halls started to extend and wind and branch, as reflections distorted, glass becoming windows into somewhere dark and twisted...

The gate has opened.

Lights flicker overhead before it cuts out, and darkness consumes the lecture halls. An aura of dread, of fear, permeates the space... as every person disappears in a split second. Four remain in this labyrinthine copy of the school. This is no longer the world they recognize.

@Baphomini@Kronshi@Girlie Go Boom




The lights go out, and the lecture hall around them is silent. She blinked a few times, their eyes getting a bit more acclimated to the darkness as the initial shock of the situation started to fade.

She looked around, everyone was gone... she was alone.

"U-uhm... h-hello? Is anyone still... here?"

Their voice was shaky as she stood from her chair. She still had her backpack, which was good, but what was more concerning was the current predicament that she found themself in... A dark and hazy mist swirled about her feet as she walked... the creepy vibe of the darkness wasn't helping their anxiety in the slightest...

What was going on?

Their footsteps didn't seem to make any sound, the world seemed to shift and distort as she moved... When she stepped into the hall it looked like she was in a maze corridor, winding and endless.

"Hello!? Is anyone there? I really don't wanna be in this horror movie shit!"

She shouted into the long hall... hoping that something would answer back...

Whispers.

They don't sound... human.
Next post to be expected within 2 days!
Post out now! Apologies for the wait.
No loose ends, you understand? We can't have them poking around. Not with tensions as high as they are.

Shinjuku District



Morning turned to midday, the sun an eternal reminder of the waning time remaining in the day. So little time, so little freedom. Day in and day out, humans streamed through their lives like mindless drones...

The cycle had to be broken somehow. There was a certain beauty in terror after all...

Reflections seem to ripple like water, as the glass of the Mode Gakuen Cocoon Tower's top floor shattered, as a person threw themselves out of it, a hammer in hand.

A feeling of weightlessness before the sudden end. Another loose end tied. Another predecessor, another failure, gone.

He stands at the edge of the crowd, the gruesome scene obscured by morbidly curious passersby. Turning away, none noticed him. A shadow in the corner of one's eye...

The boots didn't make a sound this time, his form cracking, fragmenting. The man of the mask pushed onward.

On to the next.
@Baphomini@Kronshi@Girlie Go Boom





Chihiro's classes could have gone better, but that feeling of being followed, stalked... it stayed. It made it hard to pay attention during lectures sure, but that didn't mean she didn't try. Walking down the halls of Shirubashedo Academy was something she did almost every day, but it didn't feel the same as it always did... There was a certain heaviness in the air, like someone had died here...

She reached the door, opening it to the midday streets of the Shinjuku district, one of the large screens on the buildings displaying news...

Another suicide.

She didn't know the victim by any means, but it still hurt. Especially after...

No. No, don't think about it. You don't want to open up old wounds.

She shook her head, walking in the opposite direction of the billboard screen. She looked in the window's reflection as she passed...

Was that really her? Or was that what she made themself see? The reflection rippled slightly, as she stopped by a small cafe. She needed to take a load off. All this worry wasn't healthy, it couldn't be. But still, the heaviness in her heart stayed... What the hell was wrong with her?

She walked up to the counter of the small establishment, taking a precursory glance toward the menu written on a chalkboard hanging on the back wall.

"Konnichiwa... Uhm... I'll just get some boba tea please."

She placed the yen on the counter, stepping away to let whoever was next in line order. She didn't trust many people in most cases, but it felt as if that was multiplied... Like she was going to be revealed...

A low sigh, then walked over to the bathroom. She didn't really know why, but it would probably do her some good to be in front of an actual mirror, not relying on the reflections of the window panes that line the streets of this city...

When she walked in, it was dead silent. As if the entire room were soundproofed, the noise from the main room of the store disappeared completely... Nothing but the soft sound of clinking glass. As she approached the mirror, it showed her reflection. It showed Chihiro.

But the mirror was shifting. Flowing. Like it was some kind of liquid.

She felt something behind her, the feeling that she had been stalked by... it was here. She turned but didn't see anything... their gaze glanced to the mirror again, before she jumped back.

A wolf stared back from the other side of the mirror.

She rushed out of the restroom, back to the main storefront. Did she have schizophrenia now or something? A lot of creepy shit was going on...

It was the lunch rush now... students coming down the sidewalks and streets, most looking a their phones, the news was definitely on the minds of a lot of people... Though no one seemed to want to do anything about it...
@Baphomini@Kronshi I invite you to take a bit of creative liberty with this one. This bit is not so much to get you together, but more your character becoming aware of strange things that they haven't noticed before. If that involves characters interacting, so be it. He stated Cold and Dark as those who were nearby, not those were the two He was actively trying to bring together.
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