Sorry for the absence, I'll throw up a post later today.
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@ZAVAZggg
As of this moment we are full, but if at any point I start accepting OC's again I'll let you know.
As of this moment we are full, but if at any point I start accepting OC's again I'll let you know.
Yeah, if it'll keep it going.
~Zyrick~
Zyrick's footsteps were heavy, leaving behind footprints in the ground behind him. He thought because of the attire he had on that he would feel out of place, but looking at the others it wasn't the case. This slowly growing group of people that stood before him all seemed to be wearing the same theme of clothing as him, it was oddly natural looking when everyone was together. As he neared the group, a sense of calm washed over him when he heard them trying to find an explanation; Not feeling alone in this situation is comforting. For a second Zyrick could feel...something, it was the same feeling he felt when waking up. A strange presence in his body that was foreign yet somehow he could tell it belonged, this energy was building up in him before slowly fading to nothing. 'If this sensation persists, I might bring it up...I don't know.' Zyrick conversation with himself in his head ceased when he joined the circle.
One man there was talking about being at Lake Borgne or the Gulf. 'I don't know of any Gulfs around where I live, wonder which one that is...' Zyrick looked around this beach/lake/gulf and although the beach was beautiful he didn't recognize any of it. His eyes strayed past the treeline and into the brush only seeing a few animals, albeit strange ones.
He nodded as he rationalized being at Borgne Lake, it wasn't a place he's ever been so it's not like he could deny he was there. The man's explanation being the only one, Zyrick went with it, until he spotted a sign just beyond the brush. His hand reacted instinctively at his discovery patting the closest person to him on the shoulder, sort of his way of saying, Look! Look! He let out a nervous chuckle before blurting out.
"Is this lake Borgne located in ...t-the land of- what's that say? Honorfire?" Zyrick looked at the few other people. "Am I pronouncing that right?"
Zyrick's hand scratch the side of his head as he stopped for a moment and tried to think of just where the hell is honorfire. Honor fire must be like a store or something, 'cuz that would make a lot more sense. If it wasn't then that would mean we're on the outskirts of HonorFire, an unknown 'kingdom'.
Zyrick's footsteps were heavy, leaving behind footprints in the ground behind him. He thought because of the attire he had on that he would feel out of place, but looking at the others it wasn't the case. This slowly growing group of people that stood before him all seemed to be wearing the same theme of clothing as him, it was oddly natural looking when everyone was together. As he neared the group, a sense of calm washed over him when he heard them trying to find an explanation; Not feeling alone in this situation is comforting. For a second Zyrick could feel...something, it was the same feeling he felt when waking up. A strange presence in his body that was foreign yet somehow he could tell it belonged, this energy was building up in him before slowly fading to nothing. 'If this sensation persists, I might bring it up...I don't know.' Zyrick conversation with himself in his head ceased when he joined the circle.
One man there was talking about being at Lake Borgne or the Gulf. 'I don't know of any Gulfs around where I live, wonder which one that is...' Zyrick looked around this beach/lake/gulf and although the beach was beautiful he didn't recognize any of it. His eyes strayed past the treeline and into the brush only seeing a few animals, albeit strange ones.
He nodded as he rationalized being at Borgne Lake, it wasn't a place he's ever been so it's not like he could deny he was there. The man's explanation being the only one, Zyrick went with it, until he spotted a sign just beyond the brush. His hand reacted instinctively at his discovery patting the closest person to him on the shoulder, sort of his way of saying, Look! Look! He let out a nervous chuckle before blurting out.
"Is this lake Borgne located in ...t-the land of- what's that say? Honorfire?" Zyrick looked at the few other people. "Am I pronouncing that right?"
Zyrick's hand scratch the side of his head as he stopped for a moment and tried to think of just where the hell is honorfire. Honor fire must be like a store or something, 'cuz that would make a lot more sense. If it wasn't then that would mean we're on the outskirts of HonorFire, an unknown 'kingdom'.
~Zyrick~
Zyrick looked at the cloaked girl beside him. His hand twitched for a second, all too ready to reach out to this girl and just give her hand or wrist a little pinch just to humor her. But the thought of pinching somebody else seemed a little weird to him, "I'm not going to pinch you...sorry. But I-I don't think your dreaming, so a pinch isn't necessar-" His sentence trailed off into nothing. This is where it became real to him. She thinks shes dreaming, everyone around seems to be waking up just as confused as Zyrick was...is. The shock at first when seeing the beach and water was just that, a shock, but now while everything starts to sink in it's becoming clear that finding home may not be easy when no one knows where they are. Looking past the pink haired girl to see more people awake and as lively as ever, Now we be a good time to get a real conversation going. If any of these people knows whats going on, Zyrick is going to have some words to say.
Zyrick planted his feet down and pushed himself up to a standing, albeit wobbly, position. He hadn't realized until now, but he was no longer wearing what he had on. The last thing he was paying attention to was his clothing, but when he stood he could feel the abnormal weight of something hanging off his body. Tough leathers with plates of metal in certain areas, looking down at his clothing its made apparent that he is wearing armor or maybe some really well crafted cosplay attire; Most likely the former. A sight he tried to ignore was the sheathed sword that hung at his side by a few leather straps, the last thing he wants is these people thinking, 'Oh look! A guy with a dangerous weapon!'
He took a step or two towards the sitting girl and offered her an outstretched hand, "I'm shook! I can't really think straight right now, but maybe these guys have some answers." He offered her a hand as he continued to look across the beaches treeline.
He started to walk over to the others.
@Todd Howard
Zyrick looked at the cloaked girl beside him. His hand twitched for a second, all too ready to reach out to this girl and just give her hand or wrist a little pinch just to humor her. But the thought of pinching somebody else seemed a little weird to him, "I'm not going to pinch you...sorry. But I-I don't think your dreaming, so a pinch isn't necessar-" His sentence trailed off into nothing. This is where it became real to him. She thinks shes dreaming, everyone around seems to be waking up just as confused as Zyrick was...is. The shock at first when seeing the beach and water was just that, a shock, but now while everything starts to sink in it's becoming clear that finding home may not be easy when no one knows where they are. Looking past the pink haired girl to see more people awake and as lively as ever, Now we be a good time to get a real conversation going. If any of these people knows whats going on, Zyrick is going to have some words to say.
Zyrick planted his feet down and pushed himself up to a standing, albeit wobbly, position. He hadn't realized until now, but he was no longer wearing what he had on. The last thing he was paying attention to was his clothing, but when he stood he could feel the abnormal weight of something hanging off his body. Tough leathers with plates of metal in certain areas, looking down at his clothing its made apparent that he is wearing armor or maybe some really well crafted cosplay attire; Most likely the former. A sight he tried to ignore was the sheathed sword that hung at his side by a few leather straps, the last thing he wants is these people thinking, 'Oh look! A guy with a dangerous weapon!'
He took a step or two towards the sitting girl and offered her an outstretched hand, "I'm shook! I can't really think straight right now, but maybe these guys have some answers." He offered her a hand as he continued to look across the beaches treeline.
He started to walk over to the others.
@Todd Howard
Err, wrong thread...?
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@ArcherKatto
Accepted.
Accepted.
Question, do they have all their gear, or will they get that later?
They wake up with their gear.
@TheMysticyeah
Well, if that's the case then I'm gonna have to ask you add more detail in the personality. Also, the bio section isn't complete and if it is, i'd like you to add it or PM me it.
Damn, this is something I truly would have enjoyed. I even have a few character options in mind. I'm assuming there isn't any more room?
If you want to throw up a CS you can, I'll review it later tonight. I will only accept two more, I've given people time to put up their CS but since were starting the IC now I guess I'm going with the first come first serve approach.
Nope! I don't see anything wrong with it.@Todd Howard
ok, I guess that's it. Ill start working on the first IC post.
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