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Current That isekai idea works until you take into account the advanced part and include things like AI, brain machine interfaces, etc. Knowledge can just be downloaded.
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5 yrs ago
Some day's I regret setting foot in this site.
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What do you mean by added? Like to a PM or something?
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5 yrs ago
What the pog doin?
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5 yrs ago
Unless you love kids a little too much, then a prison sentence is what can be done about it.
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I rise from my defunctness to express my interest, though whether or not my motivation will appear has yet to be seen.
Never forget Charles...

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The plot does interest me, but since it'd take me another playthrough of Oblivion or Morrowind to be sure I have an accurate character from either of those games, I'm wondering if you'd be willing to do a crossover instead. The two characters for such I had in mind were Lucifer from Milton's Paradise Lost sans some minor changes, and Dracula from Castlevania Lords of Shadow. Again he's been changed slightly since I used him for another multiverse type roleplay and since most of his powers were just too broken to use.

My idea was that one of them ends up in Skyrim somehow, Lucifer makes more sense in this regard honestly, and encounters Ja'vassa, becoming wrapped up in whatever plots he might have.

EDIT: After giving it more thought, maybe I don't necessarily need to play one of the ES games again to make a character, rather just use wiki entries and such. My idea, going back to your original plot idea, would involve Morrowind, but not in the sense that it's the plot of the game itself. Rather I was thinking of a plot that could both explain how your Dragonborn ended up in the past while also providing him with a potential antagonistic force depending on how things go.





The lord of Lethe let the shimmering visage of the inn fade from his mind as he shifted his attention back to his realm. There was quite a bit of work ahead of him given what he had planned, so he couldn't spend all day watching his avatar faff about. Withdrawing from the vision of Galbar as he moved deeper into his realm, Viris soon found himself at its center. So, gathering his vaporous form together as tightly as he could, Viris started work on his grandest project yet. The creation of what he called an "oversoul." A massive fracture from the infinite whole of his divine self, but not one to be cast down and used by a mortal as in Ibel's case. No, this was to be used by many, for he had heard his servants unuttered pleas and would leave them unanswered no longer. Thus would he take this part of himself and keep it here as the spring from which others would draw, not only so Ibel might rest, but also so he could more broadly enforce his will. With that done he could eliminate more knowledge than ever before.

It was the perfect plan, yet one minor flaw still nagged, gnawing at the back of his young mind like a malnourished rat with a seed.

Just how was he was to bestow such power to his mortal followers?

He assumed that the rest of his siblings did so through blessings, as that seemed to be the most straightforward choice, yet he was not as fortunate. Perhaps it was because of his inexperience, the fact that he was still relatively weak in comparison to everyone else, or his very nature, but he simply lacked the ability to influence the mortal realm in such a direct and impactful way.

So what was he to do?

Honestly he had no idea, not presently anyway. So, seeing no immediate solution, the conceptual returned his attention to finishing the creation of the oversoul for the time being. Looking within, he carved a rather sizeable chunk out of his own essence and cradled it in his hands, watching as more of the multicolored Lifeblood rushed in to fill the hole that had been left behind, just like before. Lifting this fragment on high, Viris gradually began to mold it into a spherical form, compacting it firmly until it held the shape he desired. With that done he bent over to place the fragment on the ground and, balling his hands into fists, slammed them into the barren earth, causing it to fracture and crack before rocketing up into the air where it remained

A monolith of change in a land of consistency.

Snapping his fingers, the god of forgetfulness observed the orb as it flew into the air, its interior pulsating with deific power. It hovered there, suspended by some unseen force, as the glow within slowly grew stronger, flooding the realm with a cobalt tinged radiance. Satisfied with his handiwork, Viris moved to the edge of the pillar and jumped, becoming one with the roiling fog below...






Location: Karbana Kinnis - Shipyards

POV: Bara





Bara kept a cautious eye on his surroundings as he stalked into one of the planets ancient, yet not entirely forgotten, shipyards. Sparing the craft both in motion and hanging about for repairs no more than a passing glance, the young Vormetu made his way along the boardwalk in search of the odd spot in the wall that marked the path leading to their hidden port, yet another part of their ancient deal. Upon finding it he stepped forward and, taking one last look to make sure no one was watching, slipped inside. A feat that any other creature might find difficult, but one such as himself found to be a breeze. Especially now that he had finally allowed his psychic disguise to drop. Shuffling his way down the narrow corridor for what seemed like an eternity, Bara finally emerged into a medium-sized chamber, the easternmost portion of which looked out onto a relatively low trafficked byway of the ecumenopolis at large. Its western side, on the other hand, was dominated by the dimly lit form of a Hykri being held aloft by a series of scaffoldings and cables, making it seem as though ship were being held aloft by some unseen force. Sparing the briefest of moments to admire it, Bara slouched forward, worming his way over to the nearest scaffolding where he began his climb.

Upon reaching its apex Bara made his way over to the craft's southeastern access point and slithered inside, the metal sloshing shut behind him as he move deeper into the ship. Arriving at its center he clambered into its configuration with a wheezy sigh. Smiling, if what his body did could even be counted as such, he connected his mind with the consciousness of the ship in a process that could only be described as reuniting with a long lost friend. When the connection was complete, Bara sent out a mental command telling the ship to alter its exterior ever so slightly, causing it to break free from its metallic shackles. Rotating the craft towards the sparsely populated byway, he set off at high speed, skillfully navigating the planets labyrinthian maze of streets for several hours before finally arriving at Kinnis upper atmosphere. Laying on the thrust, Bara took the Hykri up into the cold vacuum of space, course set for the nearest wormhole...

If this is still accepting and hasn't moved too far along, I'd like to apply with this character here.

Ibel let out a tired sigh as his trembling hands fell from the shoulders of another petitioner. It had been months since he'd first arrived here in the freehold, yet in that time he had been anything but lazy. As a matter of fact he had been quite busy performing the work of his lord by taking the burdens of those around him onto himself, though he hadn't expected it to go quite like this. Things started out small as they so often did. A few people reconnected here and some quarrels resolved there, nothing too noticeable. But, despite his best efforts to maintain a relatively low profile, word of his gift had quickly begun to spread and so to did the problems with which he was faced. Jilted lovers wanting to leave the bitter sting of betrayal behind, veterans who wished to forget the horrific brutality of war, and even some of the more illicit members of the small Toraan community who wished to have all record of their illegal deeds erased from public view, all had come to him with issues only his master could solve. And while he was glad for their willingness, he was beginning to question the toll it was starting to take on his sanity.

He could still see the memories after all, relive every minute second of them until the day of the gods return, and could do nothing but languish beneath their weight. Yet he had known this from his very first day here had he not? It was his burden to bear, that much his lord had made clear, but he'd be damned if it wasn't a difficult one. Stretching somewhat, Ibel turned his gaze upwards to look for his next petitioner, only to heave a huge sigh of relief when his eyes were met with an empty square, the townsfolk who so often frequented it having packed up for the day. Leaping down from the crate upon which he was perched, Ibel let out a lengthy groan as he raised his arms up to the sky, his back popping pleasantly. Doing his best to stifle a yawn, the man stumbled back to the inn and up the stairs that led to his room, forgoing the need to pay. He'd already done more than enough for the freehold as it was and that bought him quite a bit of influence, unintentional as it might have been. Bracing himself against the door as he shoved it open, his body crying out in exhaustion and pain, Ibel made it about three steps in before collapsing into a motionless heap on the floor his mind quickly falling into the realm of dreams.

And all the while Viris watched, the thinnest ghost of a smile cutting its way across his nonexistent face...

All according to plan...


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