Welcome to Gaia! ::

Let's try this again. This is a Sonic RP. This is an RP where you do not play as the original characters. We do not RP as our own characters. We RP ourselves. But not in all exactacality. We are a bit different here - We are Anthro'd. That's right, We're Hedgies. Foxes. Bears. Birds. Whatever animal fits you best!

Now, this is a rather sketchy idea, to be sure, and I'm not ALWAYS into these sort of things, but after testing how fun these are, it's actually kind of cool. The Basic premise is that we are sleeping one night and wake up in different areas in the Mystic Ruins(Best place - where do you think it got it's name?) and meet up. Now, we may not know it's each other at first, but we're not dumb, and I'm rather paranoid, so I would start making accusations early on whether I know you or not.

You are Roleplaying as yourself in Anthro Form, not your characters. You don't have powers or outrageous moves like our characters. We are pretty much normal people, but as time moves on, we earn ourselves different 'artifacts' that allow us a multitude of abilities that will make us fit better in the universe we are more or less invading. In the Sonic World, this would mean little powers that make us different then the norm. The profiles are pretty simple - I mean, it's you! No thinking of names or nothin'.

If You don't want to use your real name, please use a nickname. If you don't have a nickname, your screwed, Mmkay? I will not be lenient on this rule. It is us. We will introduce each other by our real names like IRL.

Now, the plot? We will be following the Story arcs or Pre-Sonic Adventure, Into Sonic Adventure, Arcing into Sonic Adventure 2 - Sonic Heroes - SONIC the Hedgehog. We will not be Touching Shadow the Hedgehog. There are changes in these story lines due to our involvement in them. If you haven't played any of those games - Good, you can be surprised or we'll have to explain. I also want extremely little OOC. This is sorta like a text-based Second Life, Mmkay?

Also, VERY LITTLE ROMANCING, MMKAY? Unless you two are actually getting that way over the net and everything, I don't want you guys falling in love and doing little lemon and limes, alright? None of that stuff unless you actually are feeling that way.

....I just noticed I'm the ONLY BOY in this RP. XD. That means... XDDDD

Normally, I would never DARE try this RP, but this is a very close-knit group we have here, so I will only allow select members in.

I seriously want you to play as close to yourself as possible. So if you start typing something to say, and look at it and go, "That's a little odd, or cruel", Or whatever, I want you to keep it there. You can't take back words in real life - I don't want you to take them back here. Now, You can every so often you can break some of these little rules, but it sorta takes away the purpose of the RP. Your playing the role of you in the Sonic Realm.

Now, here is twist - This takes place 6 months in the future. Your beloved Captain has gone mission for six months, and you've been led around by Kayke and Fallen(In which Kayke may mutter every-so-often that I could have made her full captain before disappearing on you all). This is because we were being led around solely by my imagination - I mean, How am I supposed to act like I'm not knowing where we're going if I know already.... Where we're goin'! In fact, I got sent six months(to the day) of my sudden disappearance. M'kay?

Also, your all going to appear in Mystic Ruins at the same time. You've read each other's profiles - So you guys know who you look like. I just so happen to be nearby, after seeing something completely surprising and checking out the area in which I came in.

Also - I want you all to have ARTIFACTS when we start. These will be given to you as you transcend worlds.

For the the sake of argument, Tikal gives them to you. Well... The little ball of light, anyway. The following artifacts initially available are as follows. Everyone can choose one, and if you both choose the same one - so be it.

HEADBAND
Where to put it: Der.... ON DUH HEAD?
What it does: Allows concentrated thinking and enhanced senses.
How to get it: Tikal! =D

RING
What it does: Allows more physical strength to channel through your body.

NECKLACE
What it does: Extraordinary Healing.

SOAP SHOES
What it does: Actively enhances your speed by seven miles per hour, allowing a top speed of 13 mph running.

STONE OF SPEECH
What it does: Allows you to speak any known language.
Notes: I'm not sure ho useful this will become.

CRYSTAL EYE
What it does: Allows you to look at wikipedia for answers on plot points. XD
Notes: Sure you could do that anyway, but if I was to find out... *Wields the banhammer*

These are the beginning ones. Just include a small scene where the ball of light gives it to you, and be good with it. Okay, that's all, start.

((I'll take the necklace then. It'll just be my key necklace, except it'll be turned to real gold by Tikal, and have those healing powers. So it can be something I have, and a gift of Tikal's at the same time. ^^ ))

Spinning around in a cheap green computer chair, A lone hedgehog stopped himself. Clicking the old computer delicately, he attempted to connect to the internet using a 23K connection. It was the cheapest the hedgehog could find. Pushing from the desk, he rolled on the concrete floor over to a mini fridge. It was cheaper then a normal one, and he didn't have the cash to keep a normal one filled. Opening it, he checked his choices - Frozen Pizza, Pizza Rolls, Bagel Bites, or grab the jelly for a sandwich. "...........Pizza rolls it is." He muttered, shaking his head. The sixteen year old got up and grabbed a small box of the microwave snack, ripped it open, and took only half of the fifteen out, and placed the rest back in. Walking over to an older-then-Jesus microwave, he put them in and set it to around four minutes. Slumping back in the chair, he slid his way over to the TV, probably the newest thing in the apartment. Flicking it on, he checked the weather on TV Guide.

"Looks to me like a nice day." He muttered, sliding back to the computer - leaving the TV on. It was his only good channel. Looking back at the computer, he noticed it had actually connected. "Wow, lucky today." He said, pulling up the Netscape 2.0. The hedgehog was far too scared to download anything unto this computer. Spinning away from his computer again, he checked the clock. It was eleven in the morning. "Blarg. I'm already bored." He said, obviously not impressed. A clanking sound issued from above. "Mail call." He muttered, rushing up the stairs. He opened the door to a rather sub-par hallway which connected a bunch of apartments together. Walking up, he looked at his mail box. An old lady appeared on the steps above.

"Soul, dear, would you please bring me my mail?" she asked. "These old bones can't take the stairs much more."

The Hedgehog turned to her and smiled. "Sure thing Mrs. Patterson." He looked at his own mailbox again and frowned. "Darn." He shrugged and opened the old ladies mailbox, and drew out three letters. Reading the fronts quickly, Soul walked up the stair and handed her the letters. "One of them is from your son Jerry. The other two are from the casino's." He said, turning.

"Thank you Soul." She turned and started to walk her way back into her apartment. "Such a polite boy."

Miles turned around and smiled. "Thanks, Mrs. Patterson." He said, giving her a salute - his own way of saying hello and good-bye. Jumping down the last few steps, he looked outside to see a nice spring day. Hopping down the stairs to the basement, Miles looked at the one letter he had received the day before. A bill, addressed to Soul Selim. "I got to get that paid, hopefully my paycheck comes tomorrow." He sat down on his chair and wheeled it to the computer. "Hey, the compy didn't crash. Cool." He looked at the address bar. He frowned. He didn't have anywhere to go. All his sites were once Sonic related - now he had nothign to go to. Gaia didn't exist either. "Well.." he muttered, thinking it over. "Ah, what the hell." He said, and typed in www.gaiaonline.com. Laughing to himself, he went to check on his pizza rolls. Grabbing them, they were luke-warm at best. "Ehh... It's fine." He muttered, and wheeled his way on back. He looked at the screen. "What the hell?" He cried, dropping his pizza rolls on the floor. Standing up, he looked at his monitor. there was the site - anime and everything - already loaded! Typing in his username as fast as he could, he was surprised to see the next screen shoot up with no waiting time. He flew to his guild - It had grown by twelve members, in number, Kayke probably deleted all of them. But the post count had definatly grown over two thousand. "In a half a year? We couldn't even make five hundred in six months!" He said, and clicked his way in. The first annoucement read as 'Soul is Gone.'

"That's an understatement." He muttered. He checked the RP's. Everyone's name he recalled. Opening up the first rp - Station Square, he was delighted to see five posts on the current page - the posts all done by different people.

Fallen...

Kayke...

Lea...

Dianna, she was new when he left.

And the fifth person he could quite recall having. "Maybe they are new?" he said. Suddenly his screen went black. "NO!" He cried, smacking the monitor. "NO! NO!" He cried again, smacking it more. He sat in his chair. "No-oooo-ooooo..." He whined. There went his only touch. Probably his last touch. He didn't even get to read anything. "What just happened...?" He asked. Feeling depressed, he did the only thing he could do - go for a walk. Grabbing his remote, he turned off the tv, grabbed his umbrella - just in case, and set out the door.

Soul trotted down the street, not to sure of where he was going. He had four bucks in his pocket. Not knowing what to do, he soon found himself in the all too familiar Grand Station Square, the Tram. Looking at his watch, he shrugged. "Why not? I've got nothing better to do." he said to himself, and ran across the street.

It was a few short transactions and Soul was on his way to the Mystic Ruins - the placwe where he first found himself, alone, tired, and broke. It was by pure chance he had survived thus far. Looking out the window, the images of the city flew by, flew fast. The Sonic games never did say how fast these went. These went real fast. In fact, three months ago they had changed to Magnet Trains, quieter, and hella faster. The scenes blew by in a sea of greys, blues, and greens. Within ten minutes, the train slowed.

"NOW ARRIVING AT MYSTIC RUINS. WATCH YOUR STEP. PLEASE ENJOY YOUR VISIT TO THIS CULTURAL WORLD." The announcer yelled out. Soul cringed - he hated the new voice guy. Leaping off the seat, he went downt he wooden tram station and to the area below. Finding a nice tree, he sat under it.

"Today marks the six month anniversery of when my life went to hell. And Heaven. I love being Anthro, but whats the point if you can't do anything? And no one to enjoy it with?" He asked mid-air.

((Realize at this point, Angel Island has not fallen. No Knuckles for you.))

"THE HELL?" A voice shrieked behind her. Sitting straight up, a hedgehog, red-brown, seemed obviously peeved at her. Getting up, he closed his eyes repeatedly. "What the hell was that? How'd you do that?" He challenged, pointing at her. He started to fluctuate his hand from the sky to her. "You just... How'd you pop outta thin air like that! No bright flashes or nothing!" He walked up to her, obviously suspicious - his day was getting weirder by the moment. "Well, kitty?"

"What are you, nuts?" He called after her. When she started to talk about sonic characters, he perked up. "Hoi, Tails' workshop is over there, but he doesn't allow anyone in, unless they desperately need help." He said, before muttering, "So you should defiantly see him," Under his breath. He tapped his foot, not going to let this cat from the sky out of his sight. "Why do you want to see them anyway?"

"Dreams don't hurt. You ain't dreamin'." Soul said, trotting after her. Grabbing her, he helped her back on her feet. He looked at her knees. "They don't look bad, your fur took the brunt of any real damage." He informed, before looking at her face. "I gotta ask, your mom tell you stories of Sonic and his buds when you were little? I mean, I can imagine wanting to meet them, but come on, them doing favors?" He scratched his head. "They're pretty busy, you know?"

The hedgehog stopped a moment to watch the newcomer come striding up. He was giving her a quizzicle look the entire way she came. "Back...story? Someone's been spending too much time on the internet." He scratched the side of his head, becoming paranoid. "Look, I don't know you, so before you want to hear my life story, how about a name?" He asked. Soul was playing with names in his head himself. Soul, or Miles? He decided to go with the former, as that is the name the government of this place called him by. "By the by, Names Soul, how are you?"

It was that week again. That week throughout the entire year where all of her friends get together and we all go camping. What better way to bond? Sure, she didnt trust, or even really know half of them, but the person who always preached about having a open mind, she didn't say a thing about them, and instead wait for them to prove themselfs either good or bad.

The trip up the mountains was rather boring in itself. Their very first time they had gone camping they had gotten into a accident when the first vehicle had gone off the edge of the road, and rolled into the nearby lake. After that things had calmed down.

This year was no different...

The drive was monotorially boring. To tell the truth, she would rather be on the internet. At least she could look up music she hadnt heard there. But her minor depression lifted once they got to the camp spot.

It was a beautiful clearing in the middle of a bunch of trees, the ground nice and flat, the Fire Circle of stones from the previous trips up here unchanged. However, as she was setting up her own tent, she noticed something laying in the ash's and dirt in the Fire Circle. Walking over, she gently picks it up.

A rock. A small, smooth, egg colored rock. Looking about, she wracked her memory as to whether one of the others had thrown it here, but everybody was busy doing their own thing. Shrugging, she pockets the rock subconsciously, and goes back to making her sleeping quarters.


The rest of the day had been a wreck. Damian and Jasmine had gotten into a argument *Which she was told was quite common lately* Eric got up and left in a angry huff, and then got himself lost. When he came back he was covered in poison oak. Thats when they discovered that nobody had brought medicine on the trip. Then, to their everlasting surprise, a small brown bear had wandered into camp. To say the least, they had been scared out of our wits. She had ran to the lake. She knew some bears could climb, but she hadnt heard much about them swimming after people, so she thought this should be safe.

From the water line, she watched as this creature tore into the camp, ripping apart everything it could find until it got what it wanted. The fat-boy's Brians fast-food stash. When the bear had left, we came back to what was left of the camp.


That night, we ended up sleeping in the cars. Tomorrow we would go to town. Tonight, we where just to tired and depressed to do anything. As Jessica moves about trying to get comfortable, her hand slips over the rock that was in her pocket, the one she had found in the fireplace. Its smoothness was oddly comforting as she fell asleep.

She felt herself drifting, on the currents of Nighttime. On her back, in a completly surreal way she watched the night stars pass over her. There was something diffrent, but a apathy had stolen acrost her, and she soon found herself not caring about it anymore. As if guided by a invisible hand, she drifted nearer to a small speck of light, which steadily grew into a island. Getting nearer, she could see a sign written in a odd language. Nearby sound played over several vents in the ground, and the air was filled with a odd noise, it sounded almost like someone singing.

~Mystic Runes....~ This was softly spoken, as if she was still in a daze. The Stone that she had found, *The Stone of Speech* seemed to pulse in her hands as if telling her she was right. Why the name came acrost her mind, she wasnt sure. But just like the fact that she had been flying through the night sky, and was on a floating island, it was soon lost to that Apathy that kept her from flipping out.

A smile came acrost her face as the pure beauty of the place sunk in. The lights, the plants...even a small temple far away. However, there was something odd about the temple, a small form coming down the steps. She recognized the Orange form, however the Apathy seemed to prevent her from placing the name, or where it was from. The atmosphere became hushed as she walked forward, almost like nature itself revered her, and though the small orange figure didnt look at Jessica, she was quite certain that she was looking into her Soul.

Finally, the Orange one stopped infront of her, and looked up. A warm, kind smile was on her face. Reaching out, she gently grabs ahold of the hand that held the Stone. A warm glow infused the rock, giving it its true abilities. Having been little more then a Guide Stone before, now it truely was the Stone of Speech. As the warm radiated from the stone into her hand, her apathy seemed to lift. She recognized the girl.

"Tikal?" There was something diffrent about everything all of the sudden. For one, Tikal and herself where standing about about the same height. When this took place, she wasnt sure, but she felt her heart racing, and the panic starting to build. Breath coming a little faster, she could feel something in her mind begin to slip when suddenly it was all put to rest by a gentle tough to her lips. In a shooshing gesture, Tikal had placed a finger upon her lips to forstall the scream that was about to issue forth from blind panic, and had restored the sanity that had so suddenly been tettering. Then she spoke, her words echoing about, though the strength behind them couldnt mask the kindness and love that bore this girl.

"Like me, you wish for all things to be happy, and to belong. The heartbeat of reality, that of Life beats within you, and you resonate with it. You suffer when you cannot find out what ails another, so I shall give you something that shall help....both you....and me....I shall give you the Power of Speech."

Jessica's brow raised up "But....I can already talk." her voice sounded strangled, as if her throat still didnt want to admit everything was okay. Tikal only shakes her head and smiles. Guiding the hand, she brings it up to Jessica's throat. A odd watery feeling, and a rippling of Something, and the Stone was Placed. Tikal began to back up.

"Please....remember that sometimes....often....words can be more powerful then even the sharpest spears." And then she disappeared. It felt as if a great sadness had washed over the area when Tikal disappeared, the lights of nearby torches dying off, the midnight sky overtaking everything she saw.

Then she was drifting again....


It was some time later that she woke up again, sitting up with a huge yawn. The first thing she noticed was diffrent was that when she stretched, a tail that she didnt have before stretched with her.

"Huh?" Still slightly confused, she twists and looks back, and grabbing the tail as it swished back and forth, then froze once more. The hand that grabbed the tail was black, covered in fur, with white tips. Slowly releasing it, she stands up and examines herself.

"Fur....tail....ears...snout.....claws....Sonic character? Thats awsome...." Not beliving this at all, and ready for someone to jump out of the bushes and shout "Surprise! We drugged you!" she growls and looks about with slanted eyes.

"I swear....I find out whos playing with my mind, Im gonna claw them to death."

Looking about, she noticed several others heading towards a workshop on a large outcropping. Looked vaguely familiar, but she couldnt quite put a finger on it. Shrugging she says

"No better place I guess...." And with that, she walks to Tail's workshop, and hand going up to absently rub the stone that was now apart of the skin at the bottom of her throat. Once there, she knocks on the door hard, and waits for a response.