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Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

Huhuhu it will be interesting to see how all of us manage without any alchemy and limited ammunition. >=3 Especially when working with as a dysfunctional team. xD

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness (Recruiting)

Welcome fellow guildmates, I will be your host and guide as we delve into the insanity that haunts us all. However before we start, I have a question. How does one go about defeating a monster, a monster that is a reflection of our own inner madness?

When silver bullets dent, there is but one way to eradicate the mallum of alchemy. "To kill a monster, you need a monster."

Chrono Asylum is a relic of pre-guildfall, it's legacy is one that lasted for over 3 years, coming to an end at that fated calamity. This however gave me the perfect challenge to reboot to franchise, add details, solidify the plot and in essence create an experience that will be enjoyable for everyone. If you enjoy an RP that has a concrete plot-line, abundance of themes and an intertwining story that will span over several months and years, than Chrono Asylum will serve its purpose in catering to please and satisfy.

Now let us begin our stroll....

Since the dawn of Mankind's innocence and subsequent fall, he has always sought dominion over that which lies beyond the perimeters of understanding This unquenchable thirst for the taboo lead Man into discovering a force of change, one that could transcend mortals from the restraints cast by their own limitations. A mallum known as Alchemy which man aimed to exploit so as to sever the chains of stagnation and usher in their own individual utopia.

In essence Alchemy is merely a harbinger of change for it transmutes one's will into existence, an instrument of limitless possibilities. However, a price must always be paid for causality demands it. Those that seek to surpass the domain of man are cursed to never return to it, such is the law of insannadition. This law foreshadows the final fate of Alchemists, to lose their raison d'etre. Their reason of existence, sense of self all of it fades till all that is left is the husk of humanity. The use of Alchemy drains one's sanity till they eventually become monsters guided by their carnal and most basic desire, destruction.

To prevent the world from plummeting into decay, one organization took root near the 1400s with the purpose to curb the ensuing madness. Alchemy Management and Restraint Organization or A.M.R.O served as a straight jacket, a constant reminder of a looming presence and lidless eyes that observed everything. Gradually this shadow organization grew to gargantuan proportions, monopolizing alchemy and succeeding in controlling Alchemy. "To kill a monster you need a monster", this rationality was the bases behind the fleeting peace which A.M.R.O had gained. To deal with monsters, they created monsters of their own. Alchemic warriors trained and hardened to face the brunt of insanity and serve as the shield, as the containment. As such they no longer called themselves Alchemists but went by another name, a name befitting their position as the greatest foe madness can face, they are called Asylums.

You will be one of these Asylums and your role is crucial for it is at a time where A.M.R.O's hold is weakening, the tides are changing and the shadows constantly waver. Behind the facade of peace, storms are brewing with a feeling that A.M.R.O is no longer the only organization of its kind.

Good luck~

I am looking for around two to three RPers. The selection process will be based on the sign up sheets you provide. This will not be a first come first serve, but a selection based on merit. However in my books merit does not translate into quantity, but quality. Quality in terms of writing as well as in terms of contribution. Such as how active you are, socializing in the OOC in essence how well you contribute to the CA family.

Sign up Sheet

Sign up sheet ~
Credit to Mikael for layout

Name: ...your name!
Nickname/Title: Either a title that you are famous by and has its own story, or a nickname your fellow asylums can call you. You don't have to have one.

Team Title: All asylum teams can have titles if they are skilled/well respected enough by other asylum teams. Having a title also means that other asylum teams have heard of you.*

Gender: Male or Female

Age: Your choice, but must be between 17 and under 40.

Position: Asylum

Specialty: Sniffer, Hunter, Hybrid, or Silencer -- the four main asylum soldier divisions.*

Alchemic Style: Vocem, Sigillum, Motem. You have to choose a combination of two!

Asylum Code: All asylums have a Roman Numeral code tattooed somewhere on their body -- it is their number and nobody else can have it. This means that your character sheets can be rejected because it wants a number someone already has. Write the Roman Numeral you desire along with the translated number in (parenthesis). Then write where it is located on the body. Your number cannot be zero or 1 through 12, as those are for the 12 Chrono Asylums. So, for example, LXXI (71). Located on the back of the skull. If you need help with the Roman Numerals, use this site: http://www.novaroma.org/via_romana/numbers.html

Weapons: You may have only 3 weapons. While A.M.R.O's technology is a hundred years advance try to be creative with your weapons, but don't let them become too futuristic. If you need help, post your questions in the OOC thread.

There is one other element in Weapons that you could consider: AMRO's Anti-Alchemy substance. This substance, when inside an alchemist's body, disrupts their alchemy power. The typical way to use anti Alchemy is to put them in your bullets, so that if one bullet hits an alchemist, it'll set you up for a killing shot. If you have more questions on this, please post them in the OOC thread, as it is a very interesting subject that many people trying to join have misunderstood.

Alchemy specialization: Also known as Alch-Specs. But first, let me make something perfectly clear: all asylums can use all kinds of alchemy, but every asylum has his or her own specialization, which is basically just a kind of alchemy that they excel at. Although there are thousands of asylums working for AMRO that have the same alch-spec, for story purposes, all the players' asylums must have different alch-specs. This means that your character sheets can be rejected because it wants an alch-spec that someone already has. If you need help picking an alch-spec, don't be shy to ask for help in the OOC thread.

Appearance: Describe your character's physique, appearance, and clothing, in at least paragraphs.

Personality: Describe your character's personality with at least 2 paragraphs.

History: Writing your character's backstory is not necessary at the time of character sheet submission. But later on, it would be a good idea to create one and show it in the story. You also don't have to show your character's entire backstory here if you prefer.

Other: Any additional information.

Other: Any additional information.

List of Alchemy specialization that are too over powered or reserved*
Blood Manipulation
Thought projection
Instant regeneration
Space and time
Gravity
Darkness manipulation
Ice manipulation
Nova*
Molecular manipulation
Deconstruction reconstruction at a molecular level

(This list is subjected to increase)

Added information: Asylums always work in pairs, hence you will have to create two characters.

I look forward to reading the characters you all provide and hope to see many more join the CA family. ^.^ If you are interested and wish for a more detailed read I would suggest reading the OOC would be quite crucial.

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Arch you double posted. xD Just edit that last post out with a "Accidental double post".

Also I get a feeling your characters are looking towards fighting the Kings again. :p

Also here is how the plot will move on from this point.

- Our characters will initiate the strike against the Kings. They will know the exact location of the Forsaken HQ due to Angel planting alchemic tracking on Maeve.

-Once inside we will end up falling prey to a strange trap. Each of our characters will fall deep underground into the tunnels underneath Las Vegas. This will serve to separate our Asylums from their team members. Now an Asylums true power comes from the fact they are trained to work in tandem, their coordination with each other boosts their efficiency. However this is a double edged sword as when they are tasked to work with someone else, mayhem is what usually occurs. The reasoning behind this is, Asylums don't work well with others. I am mainly using this as an effective means of combining combat and character interaction.

-Once inside the tunnels the Asylums will have no choice but to make do with the dysfunctional partnership they are forced into. The reason for this is, inside these tunnels the Asylums will find themselves unable to cast Alchemy. Simply put, you all will be in a dark and damp tunnel which stretches on for miles without any Alchemy and with the enemy lurking around. (Yes the enemy can use Alchemy ;p)

-You are welcome to take this into any direction. The themes are abundant which you can follow, there is helplessness, paranoia or even comedy. This will also pose one more dilemma which each Asylum will need to understand. The Kings already knew about the plans which the Asylums were concocting, meaning they knew Maeve was bait and using that they managed to lure the Asylums into a trap. But interestingly the only people who knew about this plan were the Asylums.....so what does this mean...hmm. xP

Regardless this will be quite interesting, so I hope all of your ready for some awesome mind blowing madness. >=D

Also I will decide how the teams will be divided. =3 Pity the fool who is with Reri!

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Haha I find your short and simple posts the best. xD Good to see you jumping on board mate!

I can't see that video Ryv D= With youtube being banned here and what not >.> (Stabs the dude who passed that law)

Also now here is where I am sort of divided in my decisions. Now I have planned something quite interesting. Now would you guys like me to brief you on what I have planned so that you all can prepare yourself and think up interesting scenarios before hand or there is the second option. Would you all prefer it stays a mystery and I reveal it as a surprise hence each of you will have to react on the spot.

What ever is most comfortable for everyone I will follow that. xD But be assured what I have planned is a doozie.

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Haha good to hear ^.^

Sorry to hear about ya migraine Maiden, its all good rest up and when comfortable, you can start on your post.

Arch that's great, can't wait to see what you come up with,

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And I have posted wohoo!

I need to work a little on Angel/Rena/Rin dynamics but I also added some character interaction at the end. :p

Also I have paved the way for Hybrids, Hunters and Sniffers to join together to try and understand the situation. You guys will talk about what is going on, the Circus, the Kings knowing classified information etc. So yes form your opinions and discuss with each other. You guys can talk about who the mole might be, heck you guys can even suspect one already in the group...cause who knows ;)

Hehe Maiden I have something quite amusing in stored for your characters. o.o And something equally interesting for everyone esle. xD

So lets get things moving. >=D

Silencers, don't worry we can have our own party. ;p

Chrono Asylum: Prelude to Madness~

~A Demon’s Innocence~

The aftermath of Gadrael’s onslaught had not only rekindled the self-assurance of the Forsaken but also painted the very ground crimson. Such a canvas of artistry served as an invitation for an audience, for the Gemellie and yet ironically the harbingers of misfortune could no longer remain bystanders. Every hypothesis is governed by the factors considered, an equation of infinite variables generalized and compressed with probability curbing variability to reach a supposition laced with the façade of validity. The conclusion however is ever-same; the essence of humanity is unquantifiable.

Angel’s steps gradually drew nearer, his jovial partner following suit in her usual unorthodox style of skipping and twirling. The blistering heat which appeared to be gnawing at –XIII-’s tolerance didn’t appear to bother his partner nearly as much, the child’s eyes gleamed contently as the sand that dragged beneath her feet kept her occupied throughout the tedious journey.

A heave of sigh escaped the Lost Number as his hands slowly wiped the sweat of his brow, unmounting the coffin that leaned against his back and placing it upright. “What say we take a break?” An expression of worry silently spread across Rena’s face as she keenly observed her partner. While her partner’s request for a pause appeared quite logical it was the way he said it that aroused suspicion, it lacked any intonation, and the entire sentence was spoken in a monotone.

“You know my brother says when you feel like Mr. Grumpy than strawberry ice-cream helps……but if you feel like Mr.Gloomy, vanilla ice cream is the best!” The little girl replied, an interrogative expression on her face that betrayed her seemingly ‘random’ suggestion. With that said the Chrono coyly took seat on top of her partner’s shoulder who in turn was seated atop the coffin.

Angel couldn’t help but be caught by surprise, his face tilting up to greet his Sorella with a bewildering smile, a genuine one. “I thought I understood the situation. Humans…they are…simple…..and yet this species is unpredictable. This paradox, whenever it occurs, shakes the very foundation of the desired conclusion. A single uncalculated variable and we have ourselves a mess that supersedes the previous one. This is quite the conundrum that is brewing my dear Rena. We have the elusive Circus that is suddenly making an appearance. We have the Forsaken King’s knowing of this knowledge, knowledge exclusive to A.M.R.O from an unknown source. The possibility of taint in A.M.R.O is near certain and now to make matters even more interesting we have an open disclosure of Sacrificial Alchemy and this leads me to the fact that the real enemy is quite keen to other…forbidden arts.” As the Crimson Asylum reached the conclusion, his expression faded of all traits but one; wrath, the wrath reserved for those who would dare unsheathe the secrets that would best remain buried.

“Dummy!” The Chrono chirped rather loudly, an innocent scolding that instantly succeeded in subsiding her partner’s suppressed nature from surfacing. “My big brother also says if you think unnecessarily you will get wrinkles on your forehead, so you better be careful Mr.Gloomy!” The Princess continued, her own forehead gently pressed against her partner’s.

“Yes nurse, you have been most helpful in diverting Mr.Gloomy from becoming Mr.Wrinkles! But do you know what is the best ice-cream to treat that?” Angel replied sarcastically, his return to normality relieving the little Chrono who merely raised her arms to the sky and screamed,

“Chocolate!”

“Tomorrow I’ll buy you the ice-cream store,” Angel replied with a nod with a muffled ‘thank you’ in there somewhere. “But first, let us clean this mess.” As he concluded, both the Gemellie were staring at the remaining forces of the Kings.

“I am sorry but all you gentleman are going to do is die, I don’t suppose you lot can just commit suicide and save me the trouble?”

Only the sounds flesh slowly ripping apart, bones breaking and screams echoed after, lasting for hours before the duo of demons finally made their exit, though not alone.

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~ A Demon’s Slumber~

“Wowie all these Asylums weigh a ton!” Rena whispered bashfully, rolling her eyes so as to express her exasperation at the tedious task which was appointed to her.
“Aren’t we a little brat?” Her partner slowly bent his knees and whispered back, a sarcastic tone with a teasing smile quickly making the Chrono pout and cross her arms.

“What say we call it a day, I’ll get you a reward tomorrow for all your hard work,” after a good deal of promises, bribing and patting did Angel finally manage to get his stubborn partner to unfold her arms and regain her jovial disposition despite knowing it all to be a ploy for added affection.

-15 minutes later-

“I’m ready for bed big brother!” Rena chirped while twirling in her pink panda pajamas after which instantly jumping aside her partner, sitting beside him.

Unlike usual people who would take advantage of a warm and comfortable bed, the Gemellie possessed a strange almost unique style of sleeping, one that only aided in them being branded as ‘freaks’. For one the concept of a bed was alien to these two and while Reri felt no discomfort in actually lying down and sleeping, in the traditional sense, her partner didn’t quite share this sentiment. Angel would always sleep with his back upright, sitting on whatever is beneath him, his back leaning against the coffin that would stand behind him, an imposing tombstone. Several Asylums have often walked upon him ‘slumbering’ while sitting against the support of his coffin, his eyes always hidden behind those opaque crimson glasses, shimmering against the slightest light. “Like a monster forever awake, forever watching over the partner who sleeps beside him”, a popular saying among the Asylums who have not once understood the purpose behind the expression of peace upon the Demon’s faces when they slumber.

~A peace that comes from denouncing the world that dares shun them~

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A Demon’s Decision

“It…is…time…Angel”

This deadpan and lifeless greeting appeared to be the wakeup call for the Crimson Asylum, his arms slowly stretched as a weary yawn escaped his mouth, signaling he had awoken. In front of him stood his partner, combat ready with her feet firmly planted. A stoic expression on her face, her eyes coldly scrutinizing all before her, her frame eerily steady. A.M.R.O’s Doll had awoken.

“Good morning Rin, I hope you slept peacefully?” XIII’s large hand suddenly found itself on his partner’s head, gently brushing the rough edges which the freshly awoken Chrono had overlooked. “Since you insist on growing you hair, you should take care of it..unless you want spli-”

Before Angel could complete Rin merely lifted her arm, mechanically placing it upon her partner’s head and mimicking his previous action all the while marinating her apathetic stance.

“Alright I get your point; I guess my hair is more of a mess, even when you don’t say a word you manage to get your point across….” Nodding his head in defeat the Asylum finally got to his feet, strapped the coffin behind his back and followed the Chrono for some well deserved dinning.

“I..do not…sit with…trash,” Rin crowed as soon as she noticed that other Asylums were present, all seated on a table feasting. The cruelty of her words passed without the child batting an eye, her words flowing in a monotone, void of any expression, mechanical just like her stare. The Chrono leisurely walked towards an empty section of the room, each step restructuring the space ahead of her. Chairs and a table slowly surfaced from the ground, all possessing a regal décor befitting the Chrono’s status as the Princess of A.M.R.O.

"So, you guys get your asses kicked too?"

Fletcher’s words resounded across the hall, echoing the shameful defeat of the Asylums and invite Angel to cause a greater ruckus.

“I see your face is back on your…well face,” Angel crowed as a fiendish smirk slowly spread across his face, his sarcastic comment causing Rin to tilt her head in their direction. Her partner’s ‘discussion’ often provided some amusement to curb the relentless boredom.

Casually enough the Lost Number took the seat in between Siera and Lina. One a fresh recruit and the other a new addition to the group, such an interesting combination spelled delight for the twisted minds.

“You are welcome..for you know saving you after allowing you to get beaten up,” Angel whispered devilishly, finally replying to Siera’s expression of gratitude. His gaze slowly switched in between the Asylum and her partner Camron, who appeared rather preoccupied in stuffing himself.

“Your partner is a strange one. He lacks motive to kill, he lacks the desire for blood and he is impaired, yet you protect him so ferociously. Your choice of suicide,” after a considerable pause with his finger pressed against his temple, he finally snapped reaching the desired choice of words, “…is one befitting of a lemming.”

After observing Camron for a while, realizing he won’t be distracted from his feast, the red coated Asylum eventually flicked something at the boy’s head. At the table lay a hearing aid, courtesy of the selflessness of i Gemellie de Demone.

“I don’t see how this group is going to defeat the Circus; the only thing I see you guys competing in is who gets to be the greater clown. Well I suppose that would give you people an edge on the covert aspect. Do any of understand the gravity of this situation. After what you lot have witnessed your life expectancy is in the negative, you people are practically dead. With that said, do you understand how much paperwork I will have to do to account for your deaths?” Angel scoffed while facing the Asylum at his side, Lena. “What am I supposed to write in your death report? Little girl tears up upon hearing a pity story and when she finally gets a room to release that pent up sexual frustration with her partner…she forgets…that…my partner…and I…were in the room…next…door.” The Lost Number made sure he uttered each word with teasing clarity all the while staring at the woman through his spectacles, the reflection of her own face staring back at her.

“However, right now it seems you are of important value. Your mind is weak, it is trying to make sense and as such your defense mechanisms are trying to cope and put the pieces together. But the fact that you have a missing piece and your mind is content with falsifying information makes you the bishop in this game of chess.” The devious smile which brimmed across this Angel’s face only served as a reminder of why the Crimson Asylum is known as the Angel of deceit.

“The rest…are pawns,” Rin finally cut in, growing weary of the long conversations. “The hunters, Sniffers and Hybrids….. are to…. devise the counter strategy. Observe what has…. happened, take it…. all into consideration and…. derive a solution. If it fails…to meet my expectation…A.M.R.O…will not be…the ones to dispose of you…… digits.” With these cold words the Chrono walked off, allowing the furniture to disperse in shimmer of gold dust.

“I am guessing we Silencers have the day off…anyone of you a fan of ice-cream?”

~And there is that devilish smile again~

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My post is almost done! :p

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Oopsie double post. xP

My powers of omnipotence allow it. D=< -lightning falls in the back ground-

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Nice post Saint! xD Fletcher is quite interesting.

I will have a post by the next 12 hours. I would have had it up soon but RL got in the way. x.x

Sort and Rtron both of you are due on your posts.