Burger

☣ E ᐯ O ᒪ ᑌ T I O ᑎ

yes

OUSAMA GAME [ Short-term Horror/Gore ]

yes

Reborn: Coming of Calamity

Plummeting through the air was not a pleasant experience. The cool winds of spring had been overshadowed by the turbulent resistance that failed to meaningfully slow one's fall. Above you, a warm yellow sun idled in the sky. Clouds deftly moved alongside the wind, concealing only a portion of the great blue above. Beneath you, a great meadow of wildflowers made their claim in the land. Despite being surrounded by trees, the gaps in the forest let the spring air in. The flowers moved with the breeze, snapping back straight every few seconds. A gentle river cut out of the forest and across the meadow, wide enough to require a log bridge across. In the center of the meadow, a great stone obelisk was carved. Though, from one's bird's eye view, it was impossible to make out any of the intricate details it possessed. Besides being made from a gray rock, the only detail that one could make out was that it was pointy and landing on it would most likely result in death.

And it was getting closer.

As the distant flowers quickly grew in size, one could only wonder what kind of rebirth this was. The speed was so great that, even though one could shift and contort their body, it was impossible to adjust where one fell. Within ten meters of each other, everyone had collided with the rapidly approaching ground. Though, instead of the rapid-crushing of organs due to the instant-deceleration of the sudden traumatic event, each of the newly reborn heroes had felt as though they had landed onto a soft pillow. The meadow itself, however, was a different story. The wildflowers around the various landing points had been replaced by dusty craters. Flowers were crushed, petals were sent into the air, and a thick plume of dirt erupted and settled atop of them.

They were okay, save for being suddenly assailed by dirt.

Before one could get any respite from their sudden descent into a new world, the galloping of a single horse broke the spring-time ambience. Careening out of the tree line, a lone man atop a chestnut horse revealed himself to the group. The figure's unassuming body had been concealed by an undyed wool cloak, but his emerald eyes were as radiant as they were honest. A massive ear to ear grin filled with child-like enthusiasm appeared as he excitedly yelled.

"Did you just plummet from the sky?!"

Reborn: Coming of Calamity

@Yankee@ERode@Haruharara@Cu Chulainn are accepted. Feel free to move your character sheets to char tab.

I'd like to thank and apologize to everyone who showed interest in the IC, PMs, and here. As much as I would like to have more, I don't have the ability as a GM to write for everyone.

IC soon(ish).

Altera: Of the Destitute and the Destined

Renauld gave a slight chuckle at being called a butt eater. He supposed he really was a butt eater. The flavour of a good ham made the title worth it. When this mission was going to be over, the first thing he would do was enjoy a nice cup of smoked tea with ham. Such a luxury was unattainable for him before. His savings had since been stretched thin because of the howling winter. A few gold coins went a long way. The dour scene in front of him hushed what little laughter Katya gave him.

The equipment that the fallen group had on them was certainly good. Whatever caused the chaos was strong. The wagon was nearing its weight limit. Renauld didn't want to overload the cart. Still, leaving armaments out in the open was always a bad practice. Armour was a definite no. While the scrap may have earned some silver, the weight was too great. Almost eating shit from a wagon wheel, though, was a useful discovery. A spare wheel was always useful. The two staffs that the mages possessed were also useful. They were certainly better than his. A few of the weapons were also in good enough condition to keep. The swordbreaker was a perfect item to sell. The knicked longsword was also good. It didn't really matter, though. They took most of it. Save for the heaviest, most damaged pieces of scrap and useless armour, they took all. The weight of most weapons was light. A greatsword weighed less than 5 pounds. It was better to resell the fallen's equipment than let aboms and goblins get ahold of it all.

As bitter winds turned to a humid haze, Renauld was only more and more pained. Wool kept warm while wet, but being so moist felt miserable. Even if it had the smell of rotten eggs, the haze was an odd respite. Then, the hot spring appeared.

Siwon worriedly panicked about something. He was right. The faster they made it to safety, the better. But something stuck out about what Siwon said. Something tells me we'll end up like that wreck we ran into if we stay.

Fire. The backline quickly slain by blades. The frontline brutally crushed. Choice cuts of horse meat.

The lone man, audacious enough to take a bath in a hot spring, was the only person nearby. It made sense. His words and inflections were rough.

Quickly, Renauld ran up to the approaching Ettamri. He quickly gave her back a light rap with his knuckles. A quick whisper escaped from his mouth.

"That's the orc champion," he whispered to her. His voice got even quieter. "The one that's slain over 70."

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@AdmrlStalfos19@Rabidporcupine@manchild@PragmaticBusta@Duoya@Tomaru

hey y'all, this is just a reminder post that the deadline is in less than 3 days, so if you want to get a character in, do it soon-ish

Reborn: Coming of Calamity

I'm going to set up a deadline for characters at some point during wednesday evening, where I'll choose the party and finalize everything

Altera: Of the Destitute and the Destined

"Butt's pretty edible," Renauld told Katya, "you can get ham and beef round from animal butts. The poo goes down a tube that's completely separate from all of the meat." His tone was that of a teacher trying to explain a concept as nicely as they could. A mild smile on his face accented his words to the young priest. "It's good of you to worry about those types of things." He realized during his explanation that, above all else, Katya was a child. She was more steeled than the average kid at her age, but a child was a child. It was better to praise than simply correct and forget.

After assisting with packing on the meat, he walked with walked with the others who stayed behind forwards. The scene unfurled ahead was brutal and bizarre. Fire and death. A pity, really. Death was a cold reality for those who joined the Silver Moon. It was something everyone had to accept. Still, it even though it felt wrong, the dead had no need for earthly possessions. It was better to pluck what was useful like a carrion and live instead of dying a moral man.

After he took a deep breath, Renauld pushed on. Cautiously, he moved around the smoldering cart, trying to find anything either useful or hidden by snowfall.

Reborn: Coming of Calamity

@OwO can I make a halfling character?

@Jasper19

yes

Reborn: Coming of Calamity

I do have a concept in mind, but I wanna check if you're cool with me playing a character with the opposite gender to what they were pre-Isakei. Knowing my case, it'll probably be girl that was originally guy :/

@AdmrlStalfos19

yea that's fine