amorphical

18+ Ashbourne Valley

More screams from the street as the creature leapt onto one of the men biting into his face. As the others ran the one remaining screamed and hit thee creature with the makeshift club fashioned from a chair leg. Only a few hit before the beast bleached a gush of stomach acid onto the man as he screamed and gurgled the rolling metal shop panel came down with a thud. The old man lit a oil lamp in the dark as he smiled. "That was quick thinking red. You're safe in here. This building has a sigil, so they dont want in. I doubt the other fellas will have anything to get in either." He moved to a chair in the corner and sat placing the lamp on a makeshift counter. The walls were aligned with pictures and a clock that wasnt working. The pictures were of people and a lake during the summer based on the swimsuits and other activities. In what might have been once a living room no a makeshift business front there was a few more chairs and a small end table in the center. The ceiling had a hole where a fixture should be but around the hole was a sigil burned into the plaster.

"Now then, My name is Miller, Adam Miller. I run this sort of trading post here in town. Lets hear about how you came here and where your from, but first, what year is it?" The man leaned back in his chair and smiled.

18+ Ashbourne Valley

Almost a mile into town and Michael would hear the bell of a shop door. To the left a man stepped out of the doorway waving his right arm. "Young fella you cant be out. Come over here! Hurry! Hurry! Get out of the street! Damn fool! They will see you. You're not safe there!" The man from the shop looked to be about late sixties. Caucasian and hunched a bit. He wore a white dress shirt under some dark blue jean overalls.

Just then a door to the right burst open and another man stumbled out and fell to the ground. He was a blond man mid twenties and blood running down his face from a deep head wound. Reaching up he cried, "Help meee..." But then only a minute later came a group of five others. They wore various clothes from various periods some dating back to the 1920's! Some were in their 60's while others were in their forties. All their clothing was worn and or torn. The group held makeshift clubs from various things, the legs of chairs, a broken coat rack, a tire iron. They stopped to look at the new comer before the man with a tire iron rushed forward and bashed in the blonds face spraying blood across the street. The wet crack of the young mans skull was sickening. Until the others rushed in and started taking bites of him. Grabbing an arm or a leg and burying their teeth into him as he gurgled on his own blood. The group stared at Michael while they started to eat the blond alive!

18+ Ashbourne Valley

Adams Miller
Age 68
Veteran/ shop owner

The Seven

@Baphomini =)
The "breath of creation" was just a cool sounding I took the que from @kronshi main magic: The Flames Of Jophiel
Am I bound by the three notes: Loose, Drift, Range and abstracts: Freedom, Tranquility, Growth? may I be allowed to incorporate opposites like void? would void be range, like i create negative spaces of air? Sorry I'm trying to understand the concept and just seeking clarification. *friendly attitude in all posting. ^^

18+ Ashbourne Valley

As Michael Swink stepped out of the mechanic shop after a long day he found himself greeted by the fog. A fog so thick anything beyond two feet was impossible to see. The air smelled of sulfur and the burning of wood. The quiet was deafening around him as she cautiously strode out looking for the parking lot and his truck. There was nothing to find, becoming panicked he rushed back to the direction of the shop only to find the fog getting thinner and he now stood at the outer limits of a small new England styled town. The sign read Ashbroune, the population spot was burned and the sign also looked to have taken a couple of slash marks by a blade or maybe a chainsaw? There were notable bullet holes in the sign as well. To the lower right in the tall grass was the top of a skull. Indeed the grass had grown through a human skeleton that was leaning against the post for the sign. The clothing was gone as was any possessions.

The air was dead still, not a single breeze to be felt. Looking up at the sky the fog or perhaps the clouds above obscured the sun creating only a bright grey spot in the never ending canvas of grey. Behind the mechanic a few feet from the road was more fog. Before the mechanic lay the town. there were a few cars that looked to be from twenty years ago. Most of the windows in the buildings were either boarded up or broken. The street sign read the corner of Redwood and fifth. The buildings were all commercial in nature. Everything looked abandoned, the cars had all the glass broken, the tires flat and too far rotted to hold air. Rust clung to just about any sort of metal, some more then others.

18+ Ashbourne Valley

*NPC*
Female ghost
Name: [TBD]

18+ Ashbourne Valley

During the day...

At night...

The fog rolls in and out like the tide as the sky remains a perpetual hazy grey during the day. At night, the stars refuse to shine, the shadows tug at the corners of reality as if trying to reach you. Somewhere in the distance are screams of the less fortunate. Sometimes ash falls like rain. Sometimes the walls whisper unspeakable things in the night. Yet there are time still when reality falls apart and the nightmare takes hold. Some buildings decay to ash while other structures take their place.


The town of Ashbourne valley is where YC stands. As day turns to night the buildings decay and nightmares come to life. The only respite are rooms with the sygil burned into the floor.



But why? Why did this happen? Where is this hellish landscape of no escape?

The Seven

@Baphomini
Im sticking with air and updated my character post. Thanks for the clarification and patience. XD
When will we get the thumbs up for posting the CS in the section?

The Seven

Ah... that is helpful thanks. ^^
Ill make corrections now and resubmit. Does the weapon/ virtue key work?

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