"Remember your Kingdom, and why you were created into this world. Without it you will be lost. Without it you will become discarded and thrown away. You are a fragment that I created. Without me, you will cease to exist in this world."
Bix closed his eyes and paused a moment before continuing. He couldn't ignore how much the Voice was right. It wasn't encouraging to really know the truth of one's existence. To know that you are imaginary, if that.
In order to advance further, she needed to lose her voice, huh?
What did it matter? No one could hear the words she spoke anymore, anyway. That was okay. Becoming mute after becoming deaf almost just seemed like an attempt to make them scared, but it didn't scare Serafina. She was adventuring to find the meaning to her whole life, and it didn't matter whatever the stupid Voice was threatening.
She ducked her head down a bit, as if sneaking. Honestly, it didn't matter. No one could hear each other anyway, so the only way anyone would catch her was if they were looking straight at her. Perhaps she was just trying to have a bit of fun with what time she had left.
After all, in her fake life, she hadn't let herself have much fun.
Up, she climbed, glancing behind her to make sure that the others were coming along as well. They wouldn't get separated. They were family. Perhaps that was why she was advancing so much slower than she had on the first floor.
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Name: Senator Serafina Arai HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Silver Rank: Wild Card Miasma Color: Silver Appearance: Serafina is a humanoid female of average height, dressed in rather plain silver clothing. She has dark hair that goes slightly behind her shoulder and curves at the end, with blue eyes that stand to be her identifying feature. Unlike the actual Serafina, this Serafina chooses not to wear a surgical mask, knitted scars making her mouth look like Joker's. Steps: 100 + 13 = 113
Walking hurt now. Gargantuan labored for breath, making a long, unhappy sound--and gave a horrible start when no sound escaped past his lips. That was just great. With a tired glance over his shoulder, the big man gave pause, waiting to make sure his family was right behind him.
Taima was given a little squeeze, just to make sure she was still alive and kicking.
With Serafina leading them on, Gargantuan kept forcing one foot to lift after the other. Couldn't let her get too far ahead. Then he ended up passing her a little without thinking, giving a start at himself.
Steps: 119
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Name: Gargantuan HP: 50/50 Location: Tower base. Appearance: A big, thick man, wearing a bowler's hat and the white clothing of the silver kingdom. Formerly of the blue kingdom.
Clyde's mind was simply retrieving whatever song he could remember at that moment, and playing rather choppily thanks to his poor memory. At least it was better then this unsettling silence around him.
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Name: Clyde Caroyne Current HP remaining: 50/50 Rank Ability : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A monochrome version of the original red and maroon pawn. Clyde is simply here to help clean up this fake truth he is living in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Step - 224 / 300
Stairs, stairs, everywhere...and without even the ability to talk to himself, or to distract himself with listening to any sorts of sounds around him, it was a little bit on the tedious side...
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Name: Aedan HP remaining: 50/50 Stairs Ascended: 183 + 12 = 195 Rank: Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He looks faded and worn, as if he's had one too many things to absorb, it's stripped him down to something slightly...less than he was before.
with G right out of the door, it was time to charge the stairway. Jing could feel the burn in his legs, the countless steps that passed so far only to get to this point, there was no sound of exhalation, and none for inhaling, but he wondered how high were they, and prayed the air was not too thin up here.
if not for just him, but the family he was traveling with. the fox was off like a rocket, and hitting nuk in the shoulder once again. "Keep up slowpoke!" if only the skinwalker could hear it.
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Name: Jing Zheng HP: 50/50 Rank and alliance: Wild pawn of Silver, with a heart of Blue Appearance: 5' 11 male, former runner pawn of the blue kingdom. Donning the plain, unflashy clothing of a silver reborn with the only striking feature of his raven hair and dulled grey eyes. Progression: 134 out of 300
Hmmm, interesting how even those whom were created into a false world could feel tired. Maybe it is because both the world and the individual is false, thus they create their own little reality, and...Clyde stopped his train of thoughts. This was giving him too much time to think.
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Name: Clyde Caroyne Current HP remaining: 50/50 Rank Ability : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A monochrome version of the original red and maroon pawn. Clyde is simply here to help clean up this fake truth he is living in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Step - 238 / 300
His pace had slowed, both from the extended climb...and from the weight, pressing him down, making each step a practice in determination. And yet there was no waver, no hesitation in continuing to pace forward, one step at a time.
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You notice a slight tone of desperation. It becomes almost pleading, cajoling. "I create this world, and thus I can give you anything. Reflect on your choices now, and remember that I even have the power to make you become the greatest Kings. I could rebuild this world around you. Everything will could be yours." The promise sounds empty however, considering everything else it has already promised. While a part of you wants to abandon it and join the Voice, the other parts says 'not yet'. Not until you see what lies at the very end.
Shaking his head, his steps didn't even falter. Not only was he not interested, but the promises, and even the claims, had begun to feel...contradictory. Clearly the only agenda the Voice cared about was its own. So he continued on.
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Name: Aedan HP remaining: 50/50 Stairs Ascended: 195 + 25 = 220 Rank: Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He looks faded and worn, as if he's had one too many things to absorb, it's stripped him down to something slightly...less than he was before.
Clyde continued to jog up the stairs, wondering about strange things and abnormal equations he would normally never think about. Maybe it was simply because there was nothing else to do but running up the stairs and thinking that had caused this occurrence.
And once again (hopefully the last), the Voice called. This time, it seems to truly plead. However, it fell on death's dears. Clyde was having enough of this voice. His patience is wearing very thin.
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Name: Clyde Caroyne Current HP remaining: 50/50 Rank Ability : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A monochrome version of the original red and maroon pawn. Clyde is simply here to help clean up this fake truth he is living in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Step - 260 / 300
Ying attempted to rocket up the stairs as best she could. She took a breather when they were waiting for the others, so she hoped to just book it up the stairs and do her best. The faster she got to the top, the better- no taking breaks!
Unfortunately, the others got ahead of her, and she was forced to remain behind one of the slower ones (no offense G!). She looked up, and saw her brother right ahead of her. Good, he was still within distance.
He didn’t even notice the door this time, he was too busy trying not to hyperventilate. If he had still had his blue powers, he would have been burning hot by now. But he didn’t. He had a feeling that maybe it was for fear of something like this, that his other side hated being touched. Or maybe it was all him and the trauma of the silver kingdom falling… no, it was always like this. Even his own mother rarely could get a hold of him. And she loved him dearly being the younger of the two. No stop thinking about that, it was fake! He was gonna start crying again, he shoved harder at G trying to get him to let go. He tried to speak but nothing came out. Still he silently pleaded. Let go. Let me walk. He would rather carry himself on his own two feet.
He finally managed to free himself and clung to the stairwell a moment overwhelmed, and still tipsy. He was alright, he could breathe! He took a deep breath and followed them up the steps.
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Current HP remaining: 50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Target(s): Rank : Wild card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Andrew is a smallish teenager that looks around 14-15 with short brown unkempt hair. He is in silver kingdom clothes and looks comfortable in them. He has short wings protruding from his back and a pair of short stubby horns on his head. His colorings are all in browns.
He couldn't help but wonder how vindictive the Voice was--what better way, if it really had complete control to shape this...unreality as it saw fit, to tie up those who weren't toeing the line than to put them on an endless flight of stairs. Don't think like that, or you'll waver, and want to quit.
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"If you tread further, then you will see only disappointment." A sigh, you feel it, tiredness. Resentment. "I wish only for one True King. I do not wish for anything else. What will you gain from reaching me other than what you already know?
Peace. Something that he'd never have again, if he didn't see this through.
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Name: Aedan HP remaining: 50/50 Stairs Ascended: 220 + 30 = 250 Rank: Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He looks faded and worn, as if he's had one too many things to absorb, it's stripped him down to something slightly...less than he was before.
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There was a flash of concern in his amber eyes, G's panting obvious, even without sound. The man was strong, sure, but he was also massive... and he had to carry his own weight. No small task.
Moving closer behind the man, he slid an arm behind G's shoulders, his hand slipping beneath to squeeze around his ribs, helping him. His own muscles strained with the effort, but between the two of them, they'd make it.
Jing's body-slam nearly knocked him off balance, sending him backwards down the stairs, but he caught himself at the last second, making a teasing face at the other man and flipping him off.
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Name: Nukpana HP: 50/50 Rank and alliance: Wild pawn of Silver, with a heart of Blue Appearance: See here. Progression: WHEREVER G IS <3
Oh, it looks like he's almost there. Clyde started to pick up his pace.
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Name: Clyde Caroyne Current HP remaining: 50/50 Rank Ability : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A monochrome version of the original red and maroon pawn. Clyde is simply here to help clean up this fake truth he is living in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Step - 283 / 300
He climbed the steps sticking close to the rest of the blues. he glanced around. it seemed they were one big group taking up the whole stairwell. he glanced back but did not see Olivia. Was she coming? He had to... no, he couldn't tell them. he would just, remember her himself. He touched the cheek that had been kissed.
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Current HP remaining: 50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Target(s): Rank : Wild card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Andrew is a smallish teenager that looks around 14-15 with short brown unkempt hair. He is in silver kingdom clothes and looks comfortable in them. He has short wings protruding from his back and a pair of short stubby horns on his head. His colorings are all in browns.
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