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Reawakened RP
Once, long ago, the world was awake.
We lived in harmony with magic, and it in turn lived inside of us. We flourished together in a partnership that was so interwoven that it became difficult to tell the person apart from the flame that was part of their being.
That time, however, is long gone.
We have abused the power that was freely given us, and now we live in a cold world, reigned by men in iron towers who hold our world in their iron grip. Magic is nothing but a memory, a story whispered when we think nobody’s listening.
But what if I told you that we can bring it back?
Hello everyone! I’m Autumn Leaves, a former cber who hasn’t been on in forever because life got very…… lifey! (And by that I mean busy) Anyways, my mom actually gave me the month off of English to do creative writing which seemed like a dream come true until I suddenly couldn’t seem to write anymore. So I decided that I’d use my English time to start an RP!
All that aside, here’s the premise.
Our characters are living in a world called Aeros that used to be teeming with magic. It was deeply engrained in the culture, the people, and the society. However, it wasn’t long until people came along who wanted to misuse it. They found ways to manipulate it to do their bidding but didn’t realize what the consequences would be until it was too late. On a day that would later be known as the vanishing, magic completely disappeared.
Now, the world is a place of steel and iron and technology beyond anything that those early people could have dreamed of. But it is cold. People are told exactly how to act, how to think, how to live. Nobody says outright that you have to follow the rulebook, but those who don’t tend to mysteriously disappear. There also may or may not be hidden cameras. Depending on who you ask.
Your characters have begun to hear whispers that there have been sightings of magic for the first time in centuries. They have heard that there have even been a few who have been able to channel tiny bits of magic.
Who knows? Perhaps one of your characters will be among the lucky few who show a proficiency for magic.
Ok, so I haven’t done an RP in like forever, so I'm going to do my very best to do this right. I haven’t done a lot of world building yet, but basically, Aeros is this super oppressed, super futuristic society, and you can feel free to worldbuild as you go :)
Here’s the charrie sheet
Name:
Gender:
Age:
A little personality*:
Appearance:
Position**:
Other:
*I always had trouble with this because it’s hard to fit a character in a few sentences when you haven’t even met him/her yet. So you can be as vague or as detailed as you want.
**Job, basically. You can choose something that's necessary for the survival of a civilization, (Engineer, scientist, ect) Or have fun with it and make something up.
Ok, hope that wasn’t too much information for ya! (I tend to do that :P) Have fun!
(Luna says nbwi. I am not a newbie Luna! I've been here for over two years. Crazy wolf.)
submitted by Autumn Leaves, age 14, Aeros
(December 1, 2017 - 11:43 am)
(December 1, 2017 - 11:43 am)
Hmm, okay. That's fine, but, er--how were you planning on shipping Fox and Leaf? I mean, it's kinda hard to ship people if they don't like each other. It's no problem either way, I was just wondering what you were thinking.
(December 14, 2017 - 9:27 pm)
I would love an avatar of Fox, if you get the time! :) His appearance is in his sheet a page or two back.
(December 14, 2017 - 9:28 pm)
I'm sorry if I am late but this sounds AWESOME! If you can't add me in some way could I at least be minor or dead but am mentioned? If so THANK YOU! Once again let me say that this sounds awesome!
(December 14, 2017 - 8:10 pm)
Yeah, sure, you can feel free to join! I'd highly suggest catching up on everything that's been going on so that jumping in will be as easy as possible :) Welcome aboard!
(December 15, 2017 - 8:23 am)
Thank you! I highly appreciate it.
(December 16, 2017 - 10:29 am)
Should I make a charrie or should I wait?
(December 16, 2017 - 10:43 am)
When I first put in Sirus’s appearance, I knew it looked like someone I’ve seen in movies, then it hit me today. It was DJ from Star Wars! Yeah I know this was totally random, but I just wanted to say, he looks like DJ except younger. So.... yeah.
(December 15, 2017 - 5:08 pm)
Speaking of Star Wars......
I JUST WATCHED IT AND I LITERALLY CANNOT EVEN TALK ABOUT IT. I JUST.... I JUST.....
*please stand by while Autumn Leaves runs around screaming than falls over and just lays there staring at the ceiling*
Luna: *nzpo*
Me: *from floor* *weakly* Poe........ *dies*
(December 15, 2017 - 8:23 pm)
May~
I stand before two large, iron doors, panting. The cold wind that swirls the first leaves off the trees has thickened by now. It nestles into my stiff white coat, as if searching fruitlessly for a refuge from itself. The stiff, plastic cap grazing the top of my bun feels odd on my skin. I can feel its grip, almost tightening. I reach up and pull the elastic behind my ear. As I draw in long breaths and let them out with a puff, I study the long cylinders of cool grey metal that are the handles to my prison doors. I’m late, and yet I am more afraid of going in then getting later. But I swallow my doubt, and close my hand around the cold handle to the right door. I pull the heavy door, and it swings out by command of its hinges. I slither inside the dark corridor as the last light of day fades with a bang of the door. I have locked the door to my own prison cell; I am a bunny who just nosed the door of her cage shut.
Do I really have a choice, though? I sigh. Isn’t this what I am forced to do?
No, I decide. I could walk away right now. I could exit through that heavy door and escape to the woods, and dance, and draw, and talk of magic. I can do anything I want to do. No one is stopping me.
I walk away from the main doors and up to a smaller one with a little window. I peer through to see a huge, clean, very black room. Four long black tables with wooden stools. Eight lines of dutiful apprentices, dressed in perfect blue uniforms. Four science instructors, patrolling their pretty little mice like cats ready for the kill.
Vaguely, I think, But, aren’t they? Aren’t they stopping me?
I open the door. Eighty-three blue-capped heads turn toward me in perfect unison. My left ear is in serious pain. I tuck my cap behind it and curtsy.
“Sorry I — I apologize for being late; I — uh—”
Eighty-three pairs of menacing eyes stare at me unforgivingly.
“To what do we owe this pleasure of watching you waltz in five minutes tardy?” sneers a tight-faced, middle-aged woman; Ms. Olson.
“I — well, my — I was working on a project this morning; I was just trying to make some advances on our research.”
“This — research — you speak of, could it not have been completed during these five minutes of class?” coughs Mr. Gloshpoz, a terrifying man whose age I am not completely sure of, but whose hair is still curly and black when it sometimes peeks out under his cap.
“Yes, sir. I apologize,” I force myself to say.
“Get into line.”
I quickly walk to my spot: last, second table, left half of the room.
“Everyone, back to work! We can’t waste any more time! The survival of Aeros depends upon our dedicated research and advancements. Snap, snap!” Mr. Gloshpoz, well, snaps.
I stare at the blue tray before me. Atop it lies what appears to be a blue sheep brain. On the right edge of the tray is a metal tool with a hook on its end, and on the left there is a scalpel.
“So, um, what are we doing, guys?” I whisper. The boys on the far end of the table pretend like they didn’t here me. Other girls and boys ignore me with a look of disgust on their faces. The girl directly before me audibly scoffs and gives a sideways look to her smirking friend.
“SILENCE!” demands Ms. Nighthorse.
Ever since I turned 13, I’ve been going to this school. At this point, there is a thin line separating the polite me from the one who wants to scream at every living thing in this building. What do they all think makes them so special? Do they really think they are going to become a scientist and make a positive difference in the world? No, allow me to correct myself, the world doesn’t exist for us. Our world is Aeros. There is no impenetrable gate that separates us from the real world out there; no, I’ve climbed that fence and hopped right over. I’ve ran into the woods. I’ve had glimpses of what I want in life: color, leaves, life, breath, art, poetry, dance. Magic. A best friend and the love of my life. I don’t know what keeps me from breaking out of this prison and embracing life. Well, I guess I do know. I’m afraid. Afraid to leave behind everything I know; my parents, who don’t understand me; this stupid little school I go to to learn how to improve the world. This is all I’ve ever known; though I don’t like it, it is almost comforting, in a way. Somehow, Aeros has set up this invisible, impenetrable gate that is far more difficult to climb than any great wall. It is just in our imagination, but that little bit of magic stuck inside of everyone has changed. Now, it is used to prevent us from living, instead of enhancing our lives.
“Arlington, where in Aeros are your gloves? Gloves must be worn at all times in the laboratory. We are examining specimens, today! And what are you doing? Staring off into space? We have work to do! You are not the only person who exists in this world, Arlington.” Madam Eeglesburg croaks.
You are not the only person who exists in this world, Arlington.
That’s it!
You are not the only person who exists in this world, Arlington.
You are not the only person who exists in this world, Arlington.
YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PERSON WHO EXISTS IN THIS WORLD, ARLINGTON!
“What are you doing, Arlington? Are you smirking at me? Do I need to ask you to leave this classroom?”
Ha ha! Ha ha! That’s it! That’s it!
I laugh out loud. There is a murmur of shock through the classroom.
“Arlington, get out of my classroom. Right now. ”
“Of course, Madam Eeglesburg, of course I’ll get out of your classroom. I hope you have a lovely day. Sorry to interrupt your studies,” I say with a giant smirk.
Then, before she has a chance to reply, I tear off my cap and my white blouse, and run straight through and out of the door. I run, hobbling, as I yank off my shoes and throw them into a bush as the giant iron door bangs behind me. I take a sharp turn from the cemented pathways and into the soft, moist dirt with speckles of grass, relishing the sweet squish of earth underfoot. I run until I see the fence. I launch myself, without pausing, at it, and crawl up to the top. I jump from there onto the other side, the satisfying crunch of leaves following me. I can already sense that Fox is here. I inhale. What kind of a bunny locks itself in its own cage? I exhale. Not this kind.
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Hi, guys. Sorry if my writing seems like it was done a bit hastily. I'm kind of on superspeed right now, because lately, for school, I've had to rush around and do a bunch of work as quickly as possible. It always takes a while for me to slow down after that, but hey, winter break! So, I will probably be back to normal soon. Maybe. I hope.
Well, I love you all. :)
If you have any feedback on this... don't hesitate to give it.
Leeli, I will do the Fox scene next.
Okay guys,
Peace out!
(December 16, 2017 - 12:44 am)
Oh, erm, okay...yeah, that's totally fine. The only thing is, I just wrote a giant post where Fox follows the Orion agents and infiltrates the Orion base. How about this happens the day before Fox follows them? Is that okay? Or this can happen after school, right before Fox follows them. Sorry for the confusion, I really should have checked this thread before I wrote my post!
(December 16, 2017 - 11:04 am)
AUTUMN!!!!!! I'M SO GLAD THAT SOMEONE ELSE HAS WACTHED THE LAST JEDI!!! Ooo now we can fangirl! So, what was your favorite character, and what part made you laugh? Literally Poe was SUCH A LEGEND!!! He’s my fav. Plus I took a official quiz and I was him. So cutos to me! ;) And, Well, I cant tell spoilers JUST yet. May the Force be with you!!!!
(December 16, 2017 - 10:56 am)
Oh my goodness yes!!!!!! Poe is so awesome! A part that made me laugh was probably that one part where Luke just brushes off his shoulder and is just like "Yeah good luck with that" XD
Honestly, for some reason, my favorite charrie was Kylo. I don't know why. He's just such an interesting character! I made a star wars thread on dtr (I think) so maybe we can talk spoilers and stuff there XD
(December 16, 2017 - 7:22 pm)
Okay, so since I wrote this huge post before I read Stargirl's, and I don't want it to go to waste, how about this happens after Fox and May meet in the woods? Is that okay with everyone?
-Fox-
I ran down the stairs and across the road. The bitter wind cut through my thin shirt, and I half-wished I had stopped to get a coat. But it would have taken too long. I'd have to tough it out.
I followed the cloaked people who had taken Leaf a long ways. It was good thing I enjoyed running or I never could have done it. I had to run fast to keep up with those people--whoever they were.
I was focused on them, on following them, in making absolutely sure I didn't lose them in the crowds of downtown. All those people dressed in drab greys, browns, and blacks, too focused on their holo-phones and holo-watches to notice one boy with a dirt-smeared face who's bright red hair contrasted against the dull city colors.
I was focused.
But when I finally had a chance to slow down and rest, I realized I didn't know something. I didn't know why I had done it. Why I had followed those people in the dark cloaks; such strange dress in this modern era. Maybe it was because I wanted to make sure nothing happened to Leaf, though I had a strange feeling they wouldn't harm her, and it wasn't as if I knew her very well anyway. Maybe it was because I simply wanted to know who they were. What they were doing. It could have been any or all of these things, but thinking back, I think the real reason must have been the feeling. I had a feeling, a strange feeling, like the one you get when something very exciting is about to happen and you want so desperately not to be left out.
And it turns out I was right, although I had no way of knowing anything was going on. That's the weird part.
Following the cloaked strangers led me down a narrow alley. They stopped at what appeared to be a regular manhole cover. But unlike the grey steel manhole covers of the rest of the city, this one was a dark shade of navy. The difference was hardly there, and I don't think anyone else would have noticed it. Besides the color difference, there were little white specks that appeared to be some sort of mold or discoloration at first. But when I looked closer, I noticed they were in a familiar shape. I knew that shape. I couldn't place it at first but then it came to me.
Orion.
They stood on the manhole cover with Leaf. One of them started whispering into their holo-watch, and then, almost suddenly, and silently, it started to lower into the ground. I stood stock-still for about ten seconds. Then I approached the opening cautiously. Peering down into the hole, I could see nothing. No, that's not true. I could see the very dim glow of blue lights that I'm sure were brighter when you were down there. I waited for maybe a minute more, and then the thing (obviously not a manhole cover, only disguised to look like one) began to rise again. It was still about ten feet down from the top, so I had time to think. What should I do? I started fidgeting. I do this when I get nervous or when I have to make a stressful decision. If I waited for the thing to come all the way back up, I didn't know how to get in. I'd be locked out. Only one thing came to mind.
I took a deep breath. And jumped.
I heard the sound of shattering glass and felt the metal against my face. I opened my eyes. I seemed to be inside a sort of mini-elevator. I was sitting on the manhole cover, and all around me were walls made of glass. I didn't know where the glass walls had come from, but they were so clear I hadn't seen them when I jumped. And I had crashed through the top.
I regained my senses, and realized that I was still moving upward. I'd be outside again soon. I stepped to one side where one of the glass walls had shattered, and peered over the edge. There was a series of metal bars on the bottom of the manhole cover. I could hang on to them.
Quickly, I scrambled over the edge and clung to the bars with both my hands and feet. And then the elevator manhole cover clicked closed. I was stuck, hanging by my hands and legs on some bars, with no sign of anyone or anything else in sight. I started to panic. If I fell it would be the end.
Then an alarm rang out. I could hear voices below, people running around. On a steel platform below, I could actually see the people, just tiny dots. Then one of the dots stopped and looked up at me. Then she started yelling out orders.
Soon, they had the elevator lowered, and I was on firm ground. Then, the girl who first saw me led me down a long hallway lit with blue light.
Now, I'm sitting on a mint green swivel stool while she people questions me. What surprised me was that, they didn't seem to be at all mad at me for infiltrating their base. In fact, they seem interested in what I'm telling them about the strange things that have happened to me.
"No one ever believed me before," I say. "So what makes you believe me?"
She smiles. "Because we know the extent of magic. We don't push it away like others do. Would you tell us again about what happened to you involving magic?"
I swallow. I usually don't tell people about these things, but somehow, I feel safe telling her. "Well, it usually happens when I'm in the woods, or alone at night. But I get dizzy and sort of achey. And then the aching stops, and my extremities start tingling. And sometimes a picture of a fox comes into my mind, and my eyes fill with spots. Another thing about my eyes is that they're usually mottled. I can't tell what color they are. But when this happens, they turn amber. And then I sit down for a minute, and it's over."
She presses her lips together and jots down something in a notebook.
"Is this all that's happened?" She asks. I shake my head.
"Sometimes I think I hear voices in my head. And if I focus on one thing hard enough, there have been cases where someone else senses that I'm doing it."
The girl furrows her brow. "Could you tell me the name of this person?"
I swallow. Should I give her May's name? I don't want anything to happen to her. "Why?"
"Because we are searching for more people who's magic is awakening."
I sigh. "May. Her name is May."
She nods and jots in down.
"Thank you." She says.
I frown. "For what?"
"For being the first to turn yourself in. It makes our jobs easier."
I start to say I didn't mean to come here at all, that I didn't mean to turn myself in. But then I realize something.
"There's something else." I say. "When I was coming here, I didn't know where I was going. I was just following those people with that girl. I didn't know why I did it at first, but I had this super weird feeling, like I just needed to. Like there was something bigger happening that I didn't know about. And I was right."
She nods and writes it down. "You have it alright." She mutters. I don't know what she means at first, but I realize she means some sort of magic.
(December 16, 2017 - 11:08 am)
Oh, that's completely fine, Leeli. I was actually kind of thinking that I would see you running after Leaf and start running after you. But like, were you running after her in the forest or somewhere else? I guess I imagined it in the forest.
(December 16, 2017 - 4:10 pm)
Okay, great. Leaf and Fox live across from each other on a street that's on the other side of town from May's school and house (I think) and that's why Fox and May don't see each other too often--because it's long way to walk. Fox chased the Orion agents through downtown, which could maybe be near May's school and she could see him that way?
(December 16, 2017 - 9:42 pm)