TheMushroomLord

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

Petra Davis

Real World

Petra Davis

"What’s that? How does it work? Why does it work like that? Why?"

Age: 19

Appearance: Petra is not the sort of person to stand out in a crowd, being neither particularly attractive nor particularly unattractive, simply average. If someone had to pick a defining feature to describe her by it’d either be the constant bags under her eyes or the fact that she’s rather short.

Petra’s dress sense prioritises comfort first and practicality second, with little to no thought given to fashion. Petra has been known to wear mismatched socks simply because she found them together and has a habit of wearing the same clothes for days on end, up until they stop passing the sniff test.

Job: Full time uni student.

Cause of Death: Petra fell several stories out of a window after being bumped while trying to get a better look at an interesting bird. Miraculously Petra managed to survive the fall itself, getting off with several broken bones, some internal bleeding, and a concussion, nothing that couldn’t be treated through the wonders of modern medicine. Fate however had other plans, and the ambulance transporting Petra to the hospital was hit by a truck, finishing the job.

Background: From the moment she learned to talk, Petra has been asking questions. As a kid she drove her parents up the wall with her incessant questions, then later she did the same with her friends and teachers in school. When she wasn’t asking people questions she was instead explaining the things she’d learned to anyone who would listen, even when they definitely weren’t listening, because who wouldn’t want to learn everything about everything?

As she got older Petra eventually came to understand that there were people that disliked answering questions or learning new things. Try as she might, Petra never was able to fully understand that mindset nor how to predict who would hold it and quash her own curiosity simply wasn't in her nature, so instead she gradually withdrew from others in favour of studying the world on her own terms, becoming more and more withdrawn over time so that she wouldn’t risk bothering anyone.

Beyond that, Petra led a pretty uneventful life right up until the point of her death – she got passable grades at school, spent her free time learning about whatever she could, never made very many friends but considered those she did have to be good ones, and when she eventually graduated from high school moved straight on to higher education where she pursued a degree in science.

The single most interesting event in Petra's life would probably be her sudden death only a year into her degree.

Vecta Form

Appearance: TBD.

Race: TBD.

Deity: Drasil

Weapons/Tools: How Petra will fight is yet to be determined, but, probably magic, or better yet, avoiding combat entirely. As for tools, Petra has a whole new world to explore with all new rules to understand, whatever tools she’ll need will depend on the nature of the new world, not to mention whatever she’ll need to fill in the gaps in her education from Earth.

Likes:

• Science
• Learning
• Spicy food
• Getting lost in thought

Dislikes:

• Parties
• Sleeping
• Being a bother to people
• Formal Settings

Quirks:

• Very messy. Tends to leave things all over the place and considers the ‘floordrobe’ to be convenient and efficient. Somehow, she almost always remembers where she puts things and thus gets frustrated when people ‘clean’ her messes.
• Constantly fidgets and tends to externalise her thoughts through wild gesticulation.
• Bad at time management.
• People generally get one of two impressions from Petra; that she is a quiet and timid girl who could do with opening up more, or that she's overly brash and kind of weird. In reality, both perspectives could be said to be true, Petra is constantly nervous and cautious to a fault with little idea on how she's meant to interact with people outside of her close friend group, it simply happens to also be the case that at times Petra's curiosity gets the better of her, burning away any and all anxiety and hesitation whenever she feels she has something new to learn.

Skills: TBD

Think that's everything, but it's very late here so perhaps I messed something up.

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

Alternate theory, we don't know whether the gods are choosing people based on the contents of their past life at all, beyond the whole, people that died too soon thing. For all we know they can't pull over the vast majority of people that die on earth and are literally just pulling through whoever they can.

There's also the thing about the deaths having to be random, which is just a little sus, either we're not being told everything and they're actively interfering to causing some of these deaths for whatever reason, or there are in fact rules regarding who can be brought over, and somewhat random cause of death happens to be a qualifying factor. Honestly, I'm leaning towards the first theory, it seems a bit strange that something like stabbing would be a qualifying factor, but only if the attack wasn't premeditated, that is unless the gods were in some way able to manipulate fate but not outright manipulate minds in which case it makes a bit more sense.

Alternatively, I don't have enough information right now and my wild speculations are way off base. Actually, it's almost certainly that last one.

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

Should be able to get my sheet up tonight.

On another note...

Truck-kun

I like the idea of truck-kun being responsible for killing every single character in this story, an the ways that it happened it just gets progressively more and more outrageous. xD

Char #1: Killed by truck-kun when crossing the street

Char #2: Killed by truck-kun while walking home from a bar, late at night, while intoxicated.

Char #3: Killed by a speeding truck-kun when walking to their car inside an underground parking garage.

Char #4: Killed by truck-kun when it crashed through the store-front of the boutique they were shopping for a present for their significant other.

Char #5: Killed by truck-kun when it drove off a bridge while they were enjoying a nice swim in the river below.

Char #6: Killed by turck-kun while smoking on the roof, after it went flying off a ramp near a construction-site.

EDIT:

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Morgana: "Like, OH-EM-EEG, girlfriend! We're like, 'totes gonna be BFFs for-evurrrr! Holla back, yeeeeeee! Selfie~!"

@Xaltwind

Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

There is no struggle greater than the struggle to find a faceclaim for an RP wherein it will become irrelevant after literally the first post.

Children of the Otherwold (An isekai rp with a twist!)

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Yeah, I'm a little worried about this too. I'm hoping I'm not alone in planning to have my character take actions that will hopefully and intentionally put them on other Players' radars--if any of us start doing things like carving out our own territories, managing villages, or clearing big dungeons within the setting, I'm hoping that will ripple outward and attract the attention of other Players, maybe even NPCs. Of course, the trick will be in getting that attention without starting wars or being chased out of town with torches and pitchforks, lol.

@Zeroth

As far as getting player attention IC, I'd like to point out the common ground of being from modern Earth is a good place to start – depending on how common Otherworlders are/how widespread Earth knowledge is, that is. I’d imagine rumours of a genius traveller bringing innovation with them wherever they go, would stand out to an otherworlder if all those “innovations” were clearly just modern knowledge.

Children of the Otherwold (An isekai rp with a twist!)

I mean I'd argue it's still RP even if no two player characters ever interact with each other so long as you’re still interacting with the same world at large, but I totally get what you mean. Chances are sandbox or not I'll end up seeking out other players pretty quick.

Children of the Otherwold (An isekai rp with a twist!)

Definitely caught my interest with this one.

Out of curiosity how weird can the bodies otherworlders get stuck with be? Are they generally humanoid like the examples given or can they be more varied than that? I'm a big fan of exploring the perspectives of things that fundamentally experience and interact with things differently from humans and think it'd be fun to play a former human trapped in a body like that.

The Hourglass Order

Pan Yimu

Awakening:
Not having yet replenished her supply of reading material Yimu had for once decided to turn in early. She’d already memorized most of the factual information in the books she’d brought after all, only a little of which was new to her in anything but wording, and it wouldn’t hurt to be able to wake up earlier anyway.

When she awoke it was in fact earlier than she would normally do so, something she’d no doubt have been grateful for in light of previous experiences where she'd accidently slept in, had her attention not immediately been drawn to the aberration hovering above her nightstand. At least she assumed it was an aberration, the appearance matched what frustratingly little information she’d been able to find about the oddities.

The gears in Yimu’s head began to turn, quickly shaking off any of the residual grogginess that remained from having just woken up. She knew that aberrations were generally considered to be dangerous, but that there were also rumors that they could raise one’s RAS if absorbed at the cost of a headache and some cravings. Hell at one point she’d considered trying to find one to test those rumors and raise her pitiful RAS, but had given up when she realized she had no idea how to find one and that her time would better be spent on more surefire ways of improving herself… Now though, finding the thing wouldn’t waste any of her time at all.

Actually, looking at the risks she wasn’t sure there was much of a reason not to absorb the aberration. Supposedly aberrations were particularly dangerous to non-mages, but that wouldn’t be a problem for Yimu, and if the things actually could increase RAS, Yimu could even see the potential for that whole thing being a wives tale spread to keep common folk from competing with the upper classes, though she supposed there wasn’t really a way for her to safely test that. The other possible side effects, headaches, addiction, mood swings, hardly even registered to Yimu, she was more than confident she could deal with such things. If anything, not absorbing it would be a travesty.

Her decision set in stone Yimu set about absorbing the aberration, before her roommate had the chance to wake up and see it.

Classes:
Yimu was glad to have finally received her timetable, and made a point of having it committed to memory by the end of her luncheon. The courses themselves were about what Yimu had expected, which was to say immensely enjoyable.

Zander Mozaru’s class on Sensing and Drawing afforded Yimu the chance to show off a little, as while she was far from the best, sensing and drawing were both things she’d had plenty of practice with. While she was slightly disappointed that her first class didn’t exactly teach her much as she would have liked, Yimu could respect the practicality of gauging the students capabilities in the first place, a teacher that knew what they were doing would be one that could teach her more in the long run.

Her second class, Avincan with allcaster Serra, was enjoyable for a whole different reason. Yimu could practically feel herself learning, and the prospect of understanding a whole new language, brought to mind several books she’d in the past encountered but hadn’t had the ability to read. While she hadn’t brought any of those books with her, she was sure she’d come across more, especially if she looked for them, and that was a tantalizing thought indeed.

Yimu’s third class, Binding Magic with Alois Lascand, was probably her least favorite class of the day, not for lack of interest in the subject overall, but simply because she couldn’t bring herself to care all that much about “the solemn duty of binders'”. She sincerely doubted that anyone with ethics so dubious so as not to get what Alois spoke of, was going to be swayed by it, and she’d honestly would be a lot more interested to learn about binding magic itself.

Where her third class had been Yimu’s least favorite however, her last, Chemistry Magic with Ardredelle Latvar, was probably her favorite. Chemistry Magic was probably the field of magic she’d had the least practice with. Sure she’d done some rudimentary research into the theory behind chemistry and chemical magic, but she was yet to actually put most of that research into practice, something she was more than a bit disappointed in herself for. Actually, doing that was almost a weight off her chest and though she’d never admit it, when she’d managed to induce hunger in the praying mantis, Yimu had felt more than a little bit of that childish “I made that happen” kind of pride.

The Hourglass Order

Pan Yimu

Yimu thought about her mentor's words. Some petulant part of her still managed to be irked by the Zeon’s wishy washy interpretation of a straightforward question, but for the most part she found herself cought off guard by how similar his philosophy was to her own. Replace learning with opportunities, which learning was in fact one of the many paths to, and their views would have been almost an exact match. Still, she couldn't see what use there was in offering opportunities to those that already had them or putting effort into trying to shape the opinions of others that had no doubt already formed their opinions of her before they’d even met, as the Zeno seemed to imply she should.

She was still thinking about this as Vyrik, seemingly having only awoken just in the nick of time, rushed to catch up with her, offering her a piece of bacon in exchange for information on where they were going. Yimu opted to ignore the part where Vyrik got her name wrong even as she accepted the bacon, she wasn’t one to turn down good food and he was close enough on the name that correcting him wouldn't be worth the effort. Instead, she offered Vyrik an answer to his questions, “Wasn’t told, but I’d guess we’re getting shown around or else we’ll be selecting our classes now. I’m assuming both of those will be happening today.”

As it turned out Yimu was correct about their activities for the day, and she found herself staring down her course registry forms, which specified up to three choices to be split between six options, or rather five considering she was automatically locked out of the Atomic course on account of her RAS. Unfortunately her limited choices would mean she’d have to specialize, something she’d avoided doing thus far. At a glance, binding was far too useful not to take, Yimu couldn't imagine any reasonable scenario where she wouldn’t be able to draw for it and the versatility of its casting was obvious, so this made her first choice. Chemical magic was tentatively locked in as her second choice, it was again very versatile, synergised well with binding magic and could be used as a medium for converting energy between several of the other schools in a pinch.

That left one school of magic to choose. Yimu pretty quickly dismissed magnetic, as many uses for it as she could see, it didn’t compare to her other two options, especially if she also considered the ease of drawing. That left the kinetic and arcane schools of magic, both with their own pros and cons. Perhaps it would be best to consult her mentor on the matter, her opinion of him had improved considerably after finding out his philosophy about learning, even if it still wasn’t great, and she’d have to consult him to pick three classes in any case, besides, if she failed to leverage the opportunity that the Zeno represented, it’d be her at fault, not him.

With that out of the way for the time being, Yimu turned her attention to the elective courses, which fortunately was a far easier ordeal. The arts stream failed to catch Yimu’s interest, at least not nearly to the degree of the other streams, with a couple of the streams even seeming like down right silly choices. Who in their right mind would chose to learn tayloring when binding magic existed and could achive similar results? Fundamentals of natural sciences, on the other hand, was an easy pick and after some deliberation she decided that while several of the other courses in the academic and skills streams certainly interested her, none of the stood out as being things she couldn’t teach herself on her own if the opportunity or need ever arose, to that end Yimu turned her attention to the language courses, checking off both Revidian and Perrench.

Marking down her final remaining choice Yimu let out a slight sigh. She could of course see the necessity of focusing one’s attention on a select few subjects from an academic level, after all, advanced applications of subjects tended to require a significant investment into building the groundwork before they could reasonably be attained, but at the same time it still felt bad to be limiting herself in such a way, the form almost acting like a visual representation of her removing her opertunities.

The Hourglass Order

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