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 Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 7:55 pm
[AARON LAZARIS | EMOTIONS]
It was happening . . . and Aaron wish he would have just a little more time to spend with his brother, staring at the garden. But he feels that it might be the last memory he creates here in this world . . . “This is it then.” Kaethus was gone, staring down at his vine appendage which is no longer there anymore. There was no feeling of holding something, no warmth, and no pain. There was nothing around him at all as he fades away . . .
The voice that spoke to him had appear once again. Something that Aaron doesn’t want to hear at this time, but the man had no other choice as of this moment. Before his very eyes, seeing that he has the vision of both eyes now, it was his memories . . . no, not just his. There were other memories being collected into Creation. He wasn’t overwhelm in seeing all the memories. They feel normal as he saw the flashes of memories from millions of other people.
Then the jolt . . .
Aaron regain a small bit of self which felt good. “Yeah . . . I guess I understand.” The voice continues to speak to him, and he wasn’t given the chance to respond as he was pull towards to what they want him to see.
Red door . . .
Seeing the first zone didn’t made him a happy man. He can feel the rage boiling inside of him at the sight of the bandits. Then the blast that left him in a state of vertigo, and those undying as he remember how he fail in trying to kill one. All the while he tries to keep Kaethus safe from harm when he was blinded in his injury.
“Why the hell they made us work when we’re ******** dying?!” They had the medic, and probably the supplies too, and all he wanted to do is make sure his brother was safe. Him, and Judas as well when they met him during the chaos.
Gold door . . .
The flashing lights, the loud ringing bell, the scent of smoke and alcohol which is all he knew so well. Aaron was so intoxicated from the sights and sound which gave him a bright smile. Drinking down the expensive cocktails and getting all that he wanted fill him with greed. “Haha! All for me, and just how to spend this splendor?” To think he got this lucky . . . no wait, he never did.
This was odd, and it made him feel different as he left and went through another door.
White door . . .
A puff of smoke, the fog, gush out of the door. “No . . . not this memory.” Aaron remembers and saw what he had experience when he was trap in the fog. The voices of self-doubt and seeing the fresh corpse of his brother had turn his world upside down. The tank, the fight brother, all he ever was is a man who secretly needs his brother as a crutch.
Ring ring . . . ring ring . . .
“I . . . should have save them all. I should try . . .” The regret pour into his entire being of what he heard over through the phones at the hospital. His dad’s voice, the pressure to protect the family. BUT HE LET THEM DOWN!! The fire flash before his very eyes in thinking about that day. “Kaethus . . . KAETHUS?” The anxiety grows, wanting to find his brother wherever he is. Where was he? He needs to find him now and make sure he is safe.
Blue door . . .
“OH s**t!!” The door practically caves in on him with rubble and chaos. It create a blurry vision but what he did saw was a giant man before him. He was bigger than him with skin as dark as night and bright red hair and eyes like fire, and he can tell that the guy didn’t want to be here. “Hm?” The giant kept on mumbling on wanting to go back the entire time from when he picks him up and carrying him. “You have someone waiting, don’t you?” Aaron can tell just from watching him, how much he is in a hurry, and he felt bad. “Thank you for saving me . . . and I’m sorry . . .” He hopes that the mysterious guy made it back home to wherever he was. To think he had him in a choke hold too . . . that he felt really guilty about.
Violet door . . .
The tower, why does he have to see this? But something was different. He saw his vine self, that huge piece of plant that struggles to get around in searching for his brother who sat on another rock nearby. Not just him, but the both of them, they were sad in feeling their state.
Their state . . . does it mean that Kaethus is here? This same place? Their vine self . . . and their bodies? “Wait, but this doesn’t make sense at all? HEY!!!”
Then there was nothing but darkness behind the black door . . .
The Green Door . . .
This was the last of his journey as he listen in to the situation, and then came across the Crossroads where he has to make a choice of Memories and Emotions. “What to me is Creation?” He repeats the question to himself, and he smiles in humor. It was no offense at all, but he just remember something just for the last time. “EMOTIONS . . .” <******** this artifact, he has too much to do now. His brother who is his world, their friends, and future. That is life that he doesn’t want to miss out on at all.
“For a dumbass brother . . . you’re so smart Kaethus.” He was right . . . all along.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 8:07 pm
[EMOTIONS]
888 looked at himself, his other self, and his other self looked back. No more masks and subterfuge; they had no power here. He sifted through his memories with curiosity, ignoring the pain he put himself in by doing so. Only one of them could feel that pain.
His memories knew their purpose, knew acceptance. They understood, in the way he had always wanted to, the inner workings of something greater than himself, and his purpose within it. But just as they had pure understanding, they would also have to contend with pure feeling. Beside him, his emotions clawed at their face, their eyes, they howled and writhed in agony, they laughed and cried all at once. There was nothing stopping them from pouring out now, not when memory had abandoned them.
Memory glanced down at them in what would have been disgust, could they have felt anything at all.
But they reached down for their fallen counterpart, as they always had before. Emotion could hardly speak, could only express themselves in radiant color and shapes that took on sharp and dangerous spikes as Memory reached for it. They would never escape it, would they? This endless cycle. Memory would bury them again. It would tear them apart and all the while it would tell them it was for their own good. It was for their own safety. They could not be allowed to feel.
His Memory was stronger than ever now, and his Emotions burned away to nothing at a mere glance. Creation itself offered him everything he wanted. An eternity to exist, transcending death, transcending life. Power beyond anything their human existence could offer. And the knowledge that it was all for something, part of something. What could Emotion offer? A life of their own -
Brief, Memory reminded them sharply.
An existence that was unique and ever-changing, an individual surrounded by a sea of possibility -
Purposeless, Memory chided.
The ability to choose -
Memory reached for Emotion, and the two were one again. One person, of two minds. 888 but somehow, not. Unexpected, and yet, fortuitous.
The pull of Memory was strong, so strong that even his Emotions were nearly twisted into acceptance. This was how it should be, they told themselves, the branches of Creation forming green veins and vines across their pale skin. This was what was right for them. And if they had to sacrifice their emotions to transcend, then it would be a small price to pay -
No.
A light had been burning inside him, six lights, and a darkness, and with that single word they spread from his heart to head and his fingers and toes, ever changing. They could bury Memory, if only for a moment, in a prison of feeling.
Just long enough to do something emotional.
"I am afraid," their two voices spoke as one. "But I can't go with you."
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 8:45 pm
YOU SIDE WITH MEMORYYou dream.
The first thing you dream about is you discarding those emotions, as they slowly bubble away from you as you sink deeper into the abyss. Something drags you deeper, further.
The next thing you dream are names. All names become obscurities, archives, become dull pages of information. You sink further.
Next is your self of self. Your identity crumbles again and you feel not unlike how you were inside Creation itself. Simultaneous points of memory, accessible but not necessary. You discard your own name as it no longer has meaning, as you are boiled down to only purpose. You do not have desire, you do not have ambition, you do not have hope. Those are no longer yours, as your identity is shredded and made into objects.
Lastly, you dream of what you have become. Your only purpose is to exist, everything else is no longer a desire of your own. You realize with final lingering pang of just existing, that there is no reason to dream either at all, as all dreams slowly blink and collapse and shut down entirely.
You never wake up. OOC ALL PEOPLE WHO SIDED WITH MEMORY- If you were quoted it means you are eligible for the A class artifact (legendary artifact!) To view more information about it AND how to submit yours for approval, please read this thread. - After your form is approved, please MAKE A SOLO in your Halloween/Deus forums. Title it [ DREAM SOLO ] (name whatever here). In it, your character wanders a corridor of broken doors, unable to wake up until they find the item (the artifact) your character has become. It still does not have solid shape, but you are able to grasp it. When they do, it will show up with them in form and you can RP it now. - A reminder that these are NOT WEAPONS V 2.5344. They have lost their names and identity and become items. While able to access old archived memories, memories with emotional attachments have also become discarded. To give you an idea of how messed up they are when it comes to individuality, to be created into that form, they are actually infused with millions of (dormant) memories of others. Their core memories (the only things they can access memory wise) are only the seven days from Day Zero. - If you wish to change your mind after reading all of this and go for the quest/disposables/ citizen instead, you still can! Go ahead and read the form below and edit your previous post.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 9:02 pm
YOU SIDE WITH EMOTIONSYou dream.
The first thing you dream is a sad loneliness. The thought you might not wake up regardless, the thought you might just be obsolete. The obsession for you to stay yourself drives you.
You dream of doors, and there are so many, and each one is just as confusing as the other. Some are empty now, you assume memories were there, but now there is simply nothing inside. Otherwise have full memories, of your childhood, of what you have become, of your attachment to this world. You relive them, over and over. You are content.
Maybe one day you will wake up. Maybe one day you'll find the right door.
OOC ALL PEOPLE WHO SIDED WITH EMOTIONS- Congratulations you made it! Just a reminder for disposable Hunters AND quest Hunters your disposable must have survived until the very end AND you must have a char between ages 16 to 40. For those needing help with quest threads read this first! Otherwise quest students are open for ALL from this event. - If you wish to change your character to a disposable Hunter GO HERE! Must have rped the finale and 3/5 preexisting zones with at least 450 words. - If you wish to change your character to a Halloween citizen GO HERE. Must have rped the finale and 3/5 preexisting zones with at least 450 words. - BACKSTORY: A lot of you guys are craving backstory for your characters, and that is understandable! The DAY ZERO FACTIONS subform is now open to [ BACKSTORY PRPS ]. Feel free to RP with your buddies on the events that happened PRIOR to the seven days during the month of apocalypse. Date it as you wish! Enjoy! - HOW TO AFTERMATH: Your character simply wakes up when they are ready to be rped/ have been approved/ whatnot. Once they have it will have been like waking from a long dream. They will not remember those 7 days, but they will remember the full month prior. It they become a student, it seems the process of memory transfer to their body was too late, but at least they can live on. If they become a Hunter, it is because they were found by Hunters, and will start as trainees (when applicable). - Thank you all again! Feel free to write a concluding solo once this thread is unlocked to wrap your character up! There is one more post of information to go through so just bear with us!
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 10:08 pm
OOC META FINALE OOC WRAP UP AND PRIZES/RP POINTS:Usually I do this in a separate thread, but I think it would make sense to have all information gathered together in one point for easier access for everyone. Thank you to everyone who participated! We've never had such a ridiculous push from start to finish! First of all, a huge thank you to the GMs involved in this event: Enoh Love, Nothing Yet, Lilwolfpard, Kuropeco, Smerdle, Marushii, Molten Tigrex, lurks beneath, Blade Kuroda, and Nio Love! They were a HUGE backbone in this event, answering all your questions, keeping everyone updated, making sure to quote and inform players of special events, and just overall trying their best to make everything accessible all out of the charity of their own kindness and free time, as well as having gms dedicated to handing out the thousands of on site items and tackle the ridiculous raffles and nomination records we had! We are very honoured and special to have some of the most talented GMs anyone could ever wish for, with a generousity that exceeds any of their given expectations, and of course, what makes the core of all TiH gms: their troll factor their unending patience. Please give them lots of love, managing such an event was no simple task! Next thank you to Grey Dragon for singlehandedly coding all of the minis event onsite stuff you saw! A big thank you as well to our artist and minis artist team for making the amazingly cute graphics that you saw as pixel items on the site! Grey and I began development the minis half of the site with almost two months of planning and creation, and it was no simple task to get it from start to finish! We will definitely be implementing this feature in future metas as it is very easy to track and take care of! Thanks as well of course to our wonderful TiH artists for contributing to the meta (and be blue, Beejoux, Zyphiris, lividpeas, Lilwolfpard, Molten Tigrex, chiickadee, Inu-Mitsu, Ravvlet, and yours truly). Without them we couldn't have brought such wonderful art for everyone to try for! Here is a tiny thank you to Lizbot for trolling our staff chat. That is seriously all she did, troll the staff chat, no okay, she and Maru were huge supporters in this event, and it is because our collaborative stories that we can bring this meta to you. Also they just had to proofread the entire A class artifact thread, so I feel like I should pat them more on the butt more. Lastly, the biggest, biggest thank you to all of you as players, as huge contributors of this event. It is obvious that this event wouldn't have happened at all if you had not all participated! It has been a pleasure seeing all the newbies and veterans mingle together, it's been great reading the prompts (which I do because I love reading them!), and it has just been an absolute delight seeing everyone immersed in such a world. This meta was given life and meaning because of the players, because of their dedication, their love, and their personal hard work. Take the time to really appreciate and enjoy what you have done, because it is no small feat! It really is an honour to have all of you around, and we hope to see you in future metas and just rps in general, where all of you one day may become veterans to help more newbies into our shop! I really wanted to spend the time to make some extra things, but unfortunately due to some IRL issues, you will have to imagine the beautiful minipet and thank you card I was going to make you. If there was some way I could individually thank all of you for participating I would, trust me. gaia_star [ Now, let's talk about CHARACTER prizes! ]RAFFLE PRIZES: The raffle prizes were rolled yesterday! Congratulations to all winners!NEWBIE NOMINATION PRIZES: Congrats to all newbies nominated! This was YOUR PLAYERS' choice as to who won! Take a look at the list HERE to see all winners! Congratulations! Won a premade/character prize via any other special draw in this event? PM WE ARE HALLOWEEN to claim it! At this point there have been 25 custom characters given out (including special event wins!). I am still sorting out the prizes on the mule, just give me a little bit of time - it should be done soon! - Just a note that we WILL BE OPENING IRL BRIBES tomorrow for those who are still looking to snag a custom or even invoked stage art, and for those artists who did not have a change to do IRL bribes last time! Remember that IRL bribes are not included with character cooldowns. More information will be posted tomorrow. gaia_star [ Now, let's take a look at ADDITIONAL NON CHARACTER PRIZES. ]- If you at least made a journal in Day Zero come pick up a commemorative day zero minipet! These can of course, all be rped ICly! - In addition if you DO NOT have a character with over 25 rp points and you did not win anything, you may now store 10 rp points from this event to go towards the Day Zero character you rped. That means once you get them enrolled, they will start off with an extra 10 RP points! If you do not wish to use it on your Day Zero character, you can add it to another character you own OR add it to your next character's enroll! To be eligible for this you must have rped at least 450 words in THREE ZONES, posted in the finale, AND posted at least 450 words of rp in your faction subforum! Remember this is only if you ARE NOT ELIGIBLE for the rp points below! - You may also pick up your choice of any of the COMMON apex pets. This is your choice - simply drop it off in the thread! If you do not have a character yet, you can reserve this for them in the future, just remember to link this thread! To be eligible for this you must have rped at least 450 words in THREE ZONES.- If you somehow did not post for finale just go ahead and make a post responding to the first post in this thread as LONG as you rped your character in this event for 3 out of the 5 zones over 450 words. You will be allowed to keep your character as a disposable (see above for: EMOTIONS prompt) /quest for them! You will NOT be allowed to make them into an artifact any more! gaia_star [ LASTLY, RP REWARDS ]- Remember that this is only for people who have 25 or more RP points on an existing character! If your character has something like 22 I'll let it slide, but no less than 20, which is really if you think about it like, 5 rps, growing 5 minipets, and posting 5 pieces of random art, no seriously, have you seen the rp points thread... Make sure when posting in your journal this tally you LINK to this post. All these rp points are transferred to that character of your choice. If you have two characters please only pick ONE to transfer, don't pick both!- If you posted in [ THE FACTION SUBFORUM ] for at least 450 words: Pick up +2 rp points. Pick up an additional +2 if you participated in AT LEAST ONE faction activity in their main ORP thread and a whopping +5 if you were the top 3 on the scoreboard list in that faction! - If you posted for the [ ZONE 1 ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +1 for posting over 450 words in that subforum (anywhere in the subforum including the GM ORP). - If you posted for the [ ZONE 2 ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +1 for posting over 450 words in that subforum (anywhere in the subforum including the GM ORP). - If you posted for the [ ZONE 3 ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +1 for posting over 450 words in that subforum (anywhere in the subforum including the GM ORP). - If you posted for the [ ZONE 4/5 ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +2 for posting over 450 words in that subforum (anywhere in the subforum including the GM ORP). - If you posted for the [ ZONE 6 ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +2 for posting over 450 words in that subforum (anywhere in the subforum including the GM ORP). - If you posted for the [ FINALE ] event GM ORP pick up +1 points. Pick up an additional +2 for posting over 450 words in your finale - Lastly, if you posted over 450 words in your journal, pick up an additional +1 rp point! - You know what? Pick up +1 RP point if you ended up with a red herring in your inventory at the end. I mean it. You can only pick up one okay, even if you have ten that's still one. _____ THE MAX POINTS YOU CAN HAVE FROM THIS IS 20. THE MAX YOU CAN HAVE FROM THIS IF YOU WERE THE TOP 3 IN YOUR FACTION'S SCOREBOARD IS 25 RP POINTS ADDED TO ANY CHARACTER OF YOUR CHOICE. gaia_star [ ONE MORE HUGE THANK YOU]One more postface from me, wow what a rush it has been! It's been wonderful seeing everyone in this event, and I hope you will join us for our obligatory October Halloween mini event for even more premade spoopy prizes, for those of you who didn't manage to win one quite yet! We are a shop that prides ourselves in giving away as many characters as possible, holding a proud record of over 800 unique characters given away since the opening of the shop - if you think about it, that's over 150 characters given away in a year alone of custom art. We've really learned a lot from hosting this event, and have had the pleasure in rp and in blast chats to learn more about all the newbies who have been so interested and excited in our shop. It has been super inspiring! If I could give you all a prize and art 2 months straight I would because all of you deserve it but I probably would end up vomiting blood and dyingThank you all again! Feel free to use the events subforum as stated above to wrap up any rps, and feel free to post more of a wrapup/hibernation conclusion below. The blast chats will now be closed, as managing them has been madness on my part and we will funnel AIM blast conversation to our two blast chats here (the current active ones are WE ARE HALLOWCHATTER and DEUS EX MISSION REPORT)! - Don't worry about the RIPPed radio chat. We definitely want to implement something fun like this in the future. It was super cute to use. Don't forget that we also have IC twitters!
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 4:34 am
MEMORIES
Memories were collected. Vines and roots coiled along itself as it seemed to grow - no, it was feeding. It was feeding and it was growing. He was no longer Tyler. He was Creation. He was a part of the Legacy. He was part of the singularity. He saw everything. It felt like forever he had been watching and seeing everything, but it was as if one's life flashed before his eyes. In an instant, but it wasn't just one's life but many.
What was human? To have the ability to reason, to imagine? To love, to grieve? If so, perhaps he wasn't human at all anymore, but a part of a whole.
What were emotions but a hindrance. The ups and downs. The swings, it sucked. It really did. But there were moments - good - great moments in his life. Sure there were bad ones, but the great ones made up for it. Finally being accepted by his friends when his family all but disowned him - rejected his existence. Taking Sarah on their first date, to have someone who understood him. He fought for her when people did not understand. He fought and defend them when they attacked and insulted them. The memories - good and bad - were more important to him than fleeting emotions that shifted and swayed him.
He had knowledge of tools. He had knowledge of stone. He knew how to take things apart and how to put it together again.
Emotion was left, Memory returned to be created.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 8:37 pm
[[Memories]]
He had been part of a community, a whole, a mantra, a group, but it was still a group where he stood as part of a unit but looking out for himself too. They HELPED each other, looked out for each other, but they weren't devoid of their own fears, their own wants, their own drive to live. It was tired. It was tedious. It was fear for the future, the unknown, hope for others and for what might be better, love and trust to those you were part of, his colleges and students, and all the emotions that ran through him each day despite how very tired he was to his core.
But now, who he was, all those years that seemed to make him and matter the most, were still there, but pulled part, drifting out like small leaves from a larger pile until it all pulled away and each leaf sank under the water. Like a piece of sugar dissolving in water. He was still that element, but now he was throughout.
Yet despite fading out, not being here or there, he heard the voice call to him, and that calling to him almost seemed to summon all his parts together once more.
The door was red, and staring at the color, he was pulled back to the memories he thought he lost. The first days, a month after all was lost of the normal world. He didn't have his home anymore. The school he loved was now a wreckage of students who had lost all hope for the future, saw no value in education and knowledge, and held no desire to learn anything other than what way they could live a few days more. He lost all value for the years he spent getting his degree and teaching all those years, all his friends were gone, and his age made him no longer seen as a respectable figure but a hindrance during most excursions. He had been worthless, a sight to be pitied, and he felt sorry for himself most days as he could do nothing he took great pleasure in before.
Out of the door, he was in front of gold. Gold and he instantly thought of coins. Coins and bright lights, the sound of chimes and ringing, laughing in ignorance, the chime of glassware and ice cubes. All those bright smiles, friendly hand waves to an open seat, and the welcome atmosphere that said that you DESERVED to take this load off, to rest a while, to just forget about bigger problems. They weren't YOURS to take care of, but instead to just enjoy, relax, and let yourself be happy for once. IT said to pull that lever and hope for the best, that you were BOUND to have that reward over and over and what was a little loss.
The other doors moved in a blur. A brief moment of panic, a desire to live and yet a grim reminder he would die sooner than later.
The purple door stood and he felt himself as two placed, two parts, a whole on both but yet the same in shell and type, filled and moving differently, driving by own ideas.
The black door came and went, and through the black door he went.
He stood before himself, a aged man too worn n the last month and haggard, his already bad features whittled down, drooping, sagging, sun-scorched and malnourished. A bad heart and over-exertion experienced two regularly. This was not what surprised him, but the other him, and the way he was standing face to face with this other him, feeling as if it was him, another person, a stranger and yet familiar, and so they talked briefly. A strange back and forth of worry and trying to make the other see their way was right. Why had emotions when you only struggle and feel pain, when there would be a end? Yet why feel anything when it takes away the memories that make you who you are instead of letting yourself be not just you?
But he thought of the University through all those memories. They had met together, worked together, ran together whenever possible and he had been proud to still be a school and yet frowned at the idea of the future of his students. He had started to accept he would not live long. This life, this world, was not fit for an aged professor but maybe there was a way to give his students hope again that things could be better. To serve them far better than he could in life and maybe just free a bed for someone else who needed it.
It was better to be this whole and be part of something that could grow into something larger than himself. To be part of a new university of learning and growing minds, and in the end, to stick together with those he wanted to help exceed in life.
He made his decision.
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