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 Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:02 pm
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Avian Serpentine rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:17 pm
Ah. It was so bright.
Clyde had to squint at his surroundings as the wisp like beings floated away. Man, where was he now? There was no actual way to find out with the necessity of exploring. Walking. He just kept walking until all he met were silver trees. They were beautiful, but at the same time, lonely and sad. They were so sad, but…what is going on?Quote: "At last," it echoes, a feminine voice, and you realize it is coming from the tree. "At last, someone has arrived to hear my tale. It has been so long, I have been silence too long, taken and hidden, my power feared but not respected, cultivated until I am barren and empty. This is all that remains of my Legacy, but I am not finished, not yet. As long as my powers remain, my children will prosper after me. They will take up my mantle, to protect, to serve, to remember, and to grieve. Men like the Great King will rise again, and fall just as easily, but I only wish to serve. Come now. Help me fulfill my last desire."
From the forest, he made it to a lake.
It was strange how it wasn’t silent at all. Instead, he heard something – inside the lake. The only means he could think of was to stick his head inside, so he did. The water speaks and so he listens. After hearing the plead of the lake, he was pulled out of the water. Oh great. There was nothing to carry the water in except for…
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He carried the water in his hand as the orbs guided him. When he finally reached his destination, he frowned.
“Here!” He mumbled before pouring it on the frail plant. Clyde couldn’t help but be horrified as the tree withers, “…you’re welcome.”
It takes him a moment before realizing there was an acorn before him. Well…hello there.  Acorn Size || 7 mm
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Avian Serpentine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:24 pm
The lake speaks once more. Time to feed the tree...with memories. Somehow, Clyde had a feeling this was going to happen. He lets out a really annoyed sigh before going fishing. Here memory, memory, memory.[ Trace Memory 1 ] He was just there like many others who were ready to help fight against the horsemen in hope of saving the human race. Clyde just huffs.
Man, who let those guys take over the world again? He wasn’t sure, but right now, they were waiting. Plotting a plan to help some humans out. It was a pretty big breakout, and the risk for it is bigger than expected…however it was necessary, or so he was told. He’s simply a soldier in this war…? He’s resigned himself to fighting for the cause and he’s not going to back out now…not when he’s already put everything into this risk.
Ugh, his mother would be proud though. Probably. Quote: Rolling a 1: Your character exists in a timeline where the horsemen Apocalypse actually occurred. Basically the Horsemen (four clans) have taken over the Human World. If you are a horsemen you dominate this world, if you are a Hunter you exist as food, if you are part of Halloween you exist as the Resistance fighting against the horsemen. All else you can interpret as you please, including roles and canon. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.
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Avian Serpentine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:26 pm
[ Trace Memory 2 ] Clyde was grinding his teeth together, anger shooting through him as he glared at the opposing swimming team. It was the final trail and he was in his speedo…he hates it. Sadly, he just had to lose his swim trunks to a mishap with his dog, and now he’s in his last resort swimming wear: A speedo.
He bit the side of his cheeks. No, this was not the time to be irritated over his current outfit. It was time to get ready to race against those guys. He and his team will win, just you wait.
Clyde drives into the pool. Quote: Rolling at 3: Your character exists in a world where Halloween does not exist. They are Human and they go to a Human high school. They are part of a swimming club, and they are currently about to face a great competition. They know their rival swim team is trying to race against them but they must win the gold medal, for their team! All else you can interpret as you please, including roles and canon. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.
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Avian Serpentine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:27 pm
[ Trace Memory 3 ] Ugh. Clyde rolled out of his bed and onto the floor, a bit stunned by the rough landing. He wasn’t even fully awake before someone calls for him.
Oh right.
Clyde yarned and proceeds to get ready. Today was the day! He wasn’t exactly excited, but you can’t say he’s not either. He’s just as melancholy as ever, even if today was the day for him to receive his…soul creature? Yea, let’s go with that. He can only pray he would get something good.
It was time.
He finally made it to the ceremony, a little late (20 minutes late). The elders were not impressed, but he could only shrug. Not really expecting anything extravagant, Clyde reaches out and…
…It barked. Quote: Rolling a 10: All characters in this world have the special ability that when they hit a certain age, they can summon a creature form of themselves. The most powerful are the zodiac creatures, the twelve animals that govern the zodiac (starting with Rat --> Pig), the least powerful are the lesser creatures that govern them, such as pidgeons, etc. When doing this prompt, look at all the minor achievements your character has collected. If you have less than 10, write for a less powerful one, if you have less than 20 write for an average one, if you have more than 21 write for a greater zodiac creature. How do they bond/ what is their role in this world/ how do they communicate with each other is entirely up to you. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.
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Avian Serpentine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:28 pm
[ Trace Memory 4 ] Clyde’s head was blank as he waited in line to be sorted into a house. He really doesn’t hold a preference to where he gets sorted as long as they don’t bother him. He’s fine with being in the bad group, the hard workings, the brave or even the intelligent. However, as long as he can sleep and work normally, everything is good.
He’s really apathetic about everything, but might prove to be a good thing in the end.
His name was being called…time for the deciding moment.Quote: Rolling a 7: Your character is a wizard that goes to Pigfarts, the most prestigious wizarding school of them all. It is their first year transferring into the school, and they are scared they will be sorted into Serpentarius, the rumoured "bad group" among the four sorted groups. You secretly hope you will either be part of the Pegasi (hard working, but not very intelligent), Leo (Brave and noble), or even the Capricorns (Intelligent). If you are a horsemen, hunter, or student, it doesn't matter, you are a student of Pigfarts. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.
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Avian Serpentine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:29 pm
[ Trace Memory 5 ] Clyde can’t do anything here. Nope. He’s just going to sit here while everyone else deals with the evil sheriff. It’s not like he can do anything with where he’s at currently…Maybe he could make some noise?
Letting out a sigh, Clyde brought his mug to the bars and started wailing on them. “LET ME OUT!”
He was in a jail cell.Quote: Rolling a 4: Your character exists in a part of the wild west, where law is no longer on their side. They must obey the Sheriff, and that is their only singular rule in these parts of town. Their town is often attacked by the unrulies, neighbouring crude towns that reside to no laws. It is up to you to keep your own town afloat, and remember what it means to be a cowboy. If you are a horsemen, hunter, or student, it doesn't matter, you are a cowboy, or something that exists in the wild west setting. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:31 pm
Acorn Status | Sapling! He kept feeding the acorn with the memories until his his started to blur. It was a strange feeling but when he could finally focus again, Clyde immediately turned to look at the acorn to only find a small sprout. It grew…It grew! A faint smile was on his face at this astonishment.
“I’ll make sure you grow up.” He promised silently, not without taking notice of the little gift the sapling had given him for his services.
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 10:33 pm
“Soon.” Clyde thought as he stared at the sapling, but it seems his duty has yet to be completed. He holds one more duty before the tree can completely grow. From the beautiful castle, there was water from many tiny pools. He eyed each one before reaching to the Empty Pool and fed the water to the tree.
It grew again.
A shudder.
Clyde gasped as a wyrm takes resident within the tree. He stared for a long time, slightly horrified.
Are you satisfied with what I have become?
“I’m so sorry.”
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