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Noble Arms: The ASEAN War is 21 months old across two threads (one 15 months old and one 6 months old).
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To people seeking an RP, my own, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, has lasted for two threads that in turn went on for 15 and 5 months; 20 months overall. And it's still open.
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We're going to need to make sure the OOC is not overtaken by the IC once more...
Palace of the Blachrenae, Renovation
Tocsax said, "More like he put it off 'for later'. And, well, if the research is completed at a late-enough point in time, we could have 'No, I', returned to existence at the same time we've secured the main objectives. If we can make the timing just fine enough, we won't have to worry about the 'weakening effect'." A pause, "Either way, I'd like to apologize to you about coming with such a personal matter. And now..."
A yawn escaped his mouth, not just due to physical exhaustion, but also mental fatigue. He should go to sleep soon. "I think I should take my rest. Night, Cain, I hope that the new Keybladers are up for the task."
And Tocsax went off to his chambers, waving bye to Cain and closing the door on his way out.
Gabala, Syria, Unnamed World
The young man who introduced himself as Shahrukh smiled, nodded, and said, "We do. As for how we survived, well..." He tapped his strange blade, "Let's just say I have the combination of luck and power needed to overcome most adversities."
A smile as he conjured up a piece of warm flatbread and a flask of clean water and handed it to Auxentia and said, "My little lady, it's time to take you away from this forsaken place."
And he and Mog would escort her to the Gummi Ship.
Timeskip to the Next Day
Constantinople, the Queen of Cities, was more beautiful in this modern age than it had been before or since. With a skyline of tall, gleaming skyscrapers in the clear, minimally-unpolluted air, the city was also larger than the old Theodosian Walls allowed, having expanded to both sides of the Bosporus Strait - It and the Golden Horn were still recognizable by those who've seen the other worlds' version of the area.
Then, the various Gummi Ships reached the Old City, the oldest parts of the region. Nearly unchanged from the medieval era, the Old City and the Palace of the Blachrenae were a sight intended to be as beautiful and majestic as possible, and the starships heaed for an airfield that granted their passengers a wide view of the Palace Building itself.
On said airfield, a young man of eighteen years or so with black hair and eyes, dressed in a black hood and cloak, plus a number of guards in strange green-and-brown armor - Armor Dan would recognize as special forces stuff - were standing, waiting. The guards were also led by two other young men, one wearing green and brown custom special forces gear and carrying a round shield as his only weapon, and the other wearing a blue silk robe and carrying a Wizard's staff and wand.
"My name is Giorgios Kyros, Sergeant of the Imperial Guard," said one of the young men - The one with the shield. Further observation revealed that said shield was engraved with a double-headed eagle. "And my friend here is Damianos Sardis; he's a Wizard. We're here to escort you to the Emperor and Empress."
Damianos looked at Sunja and Meri and said, "Follower of Nestorius and Selenian Defector, I welcome you to our fair city, a city that stands in an alternate universe where the Da Qin stand strong, much like your own universe. Please don't let your feud wreck the place."
Yes, he just had to say that. Then, gesturing at Dan and the others, Damianos said, "Dan, Stefan, and Auxentia, I'm glad you three can arrive to our fair city. The Basileus waits for you - That's Emperor in your languages."
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Tocsax said, "More like he put it off 'for later'. And, well, if the research is completed at a late-enough point in time, we could have 'No, I', returned to existence at the same time we've secured the main objectives. If we can make the timing just fine enough, we won't have to worry about the 'weakening effect'." A pause, "Either way, I'd like to apologize to you about coming with such a personal matter. And now..."
A yawn escaped his mouth, not just due to physical exhaustion, but also mental fatigue. He should go to sleep soon. "I think I should take my rest. Night, Cain, I hope that the new Keybladers are up for the task."
And Tocsax went off to his chambers, waving bye to Cain and closing the door on his way out.
Gabala, Syria, Unnamed World
The young man who introduced himself as Shahrukh smiled, nodded, and said, "We do. As for how we survived, well..." He tapped his strange blade, "Let's just say I have the combination of luck and power needed to overcome most adversities."
A smile as he conjured up a piece of warm flatbread and a flask of clean water and handed it to Auxentia and said, "My little lady, it's time to take you away from this forsaken place."
And he and Mog would escort her to the Gummi Ship.
Timeskip to the Next Day
Constantinople, the Queen of Cities, was more beautiful in this modern age than it had been before or since. With a skyline of tall, gleaming skyscrapers in the clear, minimally-unpolluted air, the city was also larger than the old Theodosian Walls allowed, having expanded to both sides of the Bosporus Strait - It and the Golden Horn were still recognizable by those who've seen the other worlds' version of the area.
Then, the various Gummi Ships reached the Old City, the oldest parts of the region. Nearly unchanged from the medieval era, the Old City and the Palace of the Blachrenae were a sight intended to be as beautiful and majestic as possible, and the starships heaed for an airfield that granted their passengers a wide view of the Palace Building itself.
On said airfield, a young man of eighteen years or so with black hair and eyes, dressed in a black hood and cloak, plus a number of guards in strange green-and-brown armor - Armor Dan would recognize as special forces stuff - were standing, waiting. The guards were also led by two other young men, one wearing green and brown custom special forces gear and carrying a round shield as his only weapon, and the other wearing a blue silk robe and carrying a Wizard's staff and wand.
"My name is Giorgios Kyros, Sergeant of the Imperial Guard," said one of the young men - The one with the shield. Further observation revealed that said shield was engraved with a double-headed eagle. "And my friend here is Damianos Sardis; he's a Wizard. We're here to escort you to the Emperor and Empress."
Damianos looked at Sunja and Meri and said, "Follower of Nestorius and Selenian Defector, I welcome you to our fair city, a city that stands in an alternate universe where the Da Qin stand strong, much like your own universe. Please don't let your feud wreck the place."
Yes, he just had to say that. Then, gesturing at Dan and the others, Damianos said, "Dan, Stefan, and Auxentia, I'm glad you three can arrive to our fair city. The Basileus waits for you - That's Emperor in your languages."
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Palace of the Blachrenae, Renovation
Tocsax dreamt of the fall of the First Organization, of his' and his compatriots' rebellion against their leader, Kixham. Kixham had concealed information from them, turned them into weapons to destroy Worlds even as he stunted the regrowth of their replacement Hearts. Oh, how he had outraged then - Real rage and not an imitation. Tocsax remembered his' drawing a Keyblade at Kixham, screaming that he would avenge the friends he had lost, only for the latter to replace his void sabers with his own Keyblade - One final revelation that had shaken the young man to the core. Then memories of fighting, fleeing and then ending up in the Palace.
He woke up, shrugging off the bedsheets before changing from his pajamas to his shirt, pants, black cloak and footwear. Choosing not to put his hood up, the physically-eighteen Nobody walked towards the chambers used by one Cain, before knocking on the door and saying, "Hello, this is Tocsax, can you let me in?"
Should he be allowed inside, Tocsax walked towards the albino loremaster and said, "Cain, the Emperor is sending the messages to the Keybladers we've found through the Moogle Trade network. But to be honest, after reviewing their dossiers, I don't think we got a good pick if you don't mind me saying. And I don't mean they're poor in raw power - They have plenty of that. I mean potential teamwork."
Another pause as he then said, "Not merely that, but I can feel it - The Cornerstone of Light is failing. Soon, Renovation will be assaulted by the forces of Darkness as embodied by... Him. And although I'm physically and mentally eighteen, I feel like an eight-year-old."
Tocsax tried to suppress a shudder, before continuing, "But enough complaints - I came to you to ask for help." Then a sigh, "Basically, you know what Replicas are, right?"
He drew closer for a whisper, "I need to know the secret of restoring one that has already been destroyed - I want "No, I", back with me, I want him back so very badly..."
The Various Worlds (Except For Capella's Universe)
In most of the various Keyblade Wielders' homeworlds, a Moogle would arrive bearing a letter, asking them to head to the world of Renovation via a Gummi Ship. This letter, automatically translated into the local language by magic, said:
The Heartless Plague has spread to World after World. To find out the reasons for these beasts' rampage, come to where we are; the key to defeating them lies in the wielders of the Keyblade acting in concert. Free Passage via Gummi Ship has been provided; elude whatever enemies are watching you and come to the version of Konstantinopolis/Constantinople that exists in the World of Renovation.
Once at the Palace of the Blachernae, meet with us; meet with the War Council.
Note that in Auxentia's world, the Moogle bringing the girl the letter would be accompanied by a red-haired nineteen-year-old of mixed race - Pict-Arab, it seemed like. This nineteen-year-old was clad in unfamiliar light brown armor the color of the desert dunes and carried a strange sword with lyre-like strings fixed vertically along the blade. Should any monster confront him, whether produced through Abraxas' power or other Dark powers, the redhead would dispatch said beast with a slight swing of his sword. Then he'd smile once he met Auxentia and say in accented Greek, "Greetings, little lady - My name is Shahrukh Mizra the Fifth, and this is Mog the Moogle. We've come to ask for your help."
@Double@Gisk@Shiyonichi@Nerevarine@Gentlemanvaultboy@ShadowVentus
Tocsax dreamt of the fall of the First Organization, of his' and his compatriots' rebellion against their leader, Kixham. Kixham had concealed information from them, turned them into weapons to destroy Worlds even as he stunted the regrowth of their replacement Hearts. Oh, how he had outraged then - Real rage and not an imitation. Tocsax remembered his' drawing a Keyblade at Kixham, screaming that he would avenge the friends he had lost, only for the latter to replace his void sabers with his own Keyblade - One final revelation that had shaken the young man to the core. Then memories of fighting, fleeing and then ending up in the Palace.
He woke up, shrugging off the bedsheets before changing from his pajamas to his shirt, pants, black cloak and footwear. Choosing not to put his hood up, the physically-eighteen Nobody walked towards the chambers used by one Cain, before knocking on the door and saying, "Hello, this is Tocsax, can you let me in?"
Should he be allowed inside, Tocsax walked towards the albino loremaster and said, "Cain, the Emperor is sending the messages to the Keybladers we've found through the Moogle Trade network. But to be honest, after reviewing their dossiers, I don't think we got a good pick if you don't mind me saying. And I don't mean they're poor in raw power - They have plenty of that. I mean potential teamwork."
Another pause as he then said, "Not merely that, but I can feel it - The Cornerstone of Light is failing. Soon, Renovation will be assaulted by the forces of Darkness as embodied by... Him. And although I'm physically and mentally eighteen, I feel like an eight-year-old."
Tocsax tried to suppress a shudder, before continuing, "But enough complaints - I came to you to ask for help." Then a sigh, "Basically, you know what Replicas are, right?"
He drew closer for a whisper, "I need to know the secret of restoring one that has already been destroyed - I want "No, I", back with me, I want him back so very badly..."
The Various Worlds (Except For Capella's Universe)
In most of the various Keyblade Wielders' homeworlds, a Moogle would arrive bearing a letter, asking them to head to the world of Renovation via a Gummi Ship. This letter, automatically translated into the local language by magic, said:
The Heartless Plague has spread to World after World. To find out the reasons for these beasts' rampage, come to where we are; the key to defeating them lies in the wielders of the Keyblade acting in concert. Free Passage via Gummi Ship has been provided; elude whatever enemies are watching you and come to the version of Konstantinopolis/Constantinople that exists in the World of Renovation.
Once at the Palace of the Blachernae, meet with us; meet with the War Council.
Note that in Auxentia's world, the Moogle bringing the girl the letter would be accompanied by a red-haired nineteen-year-old of mixed race - Pict-Arab, it seemed like. This nineteen-year-old was clad in unfamiliar light brown armor the color of the desert dunes and carried a strange sword with lyre-like strings fixed vertically along the blade. Should any monster confront him, whether produced through Abraxas' power or other Dark powers, the redhead would dispatch said beast with a slight swing of his sword. Then he'd smile once he met Auxentia and say in accented Greek, "Greetings, little lady - My name is Shahrukh Mizra the Fifth, and this is Mog the Moogle. We've come to ask for your help."
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@ShadowVentus, The formatting can use some work but it is approved anyway.
@ShadowVentus, your turn still.
After discussing things with Olcharlieboi, I'll be leaving the RP.
@olcharlieboi, Oh, okay. I'll discuss how to fix things later.
Name: William Ascot
Age: 16
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Talent: William's talent is Narrative/Stories, a power that sounds weak, until one realizes that everyone and everything in this world is part of one, larger, (hopefully) neverending story. With this power, William can find out the underlying stories of people, places, and objects using the right magic circles and runes, as well as give mundane objects the powers of legendary weapons (also through runes). Not merely that, but he can also make the stories of others easier or harder by manipulating coincidences for and against them, even to the point of invoking a Deus ex Machina in order to resolve an outstanding difficulty. However, trying to manipulate the world's neverending story comes with a cost, and this cost can be destructive for William or those he chooses to bless.
History: William was born in a tiny village in the Neutral Zone, where various Human and Nonhuman races lived together. His father was a bard while his mother was a herbalist, and their settlement was prosperous enough to afford a small library, one manned by a person who called himself a Wizard (whether he really was one or not is irrelevant). As he grew up, William had two best friends, a Harpy Girl by the name of Clarimonde and a Human boy by the name of Harald. They played together, were educated together, and learned of the world together, including about the stories of the various oppressive nations around them.
This education was accelerated by the arrival of Alexander Ascot, William's older brother, who was a mercenary who fought to bring money back home to his hometown (and who was also one of the reasons why such a small village was able to afford a library). Alexander brought warnings of the Staria Empire's recent aggression in its quest to slay all Nonhuman races, and adviced the village to look to its defenses, even paying for the construction of a ditch and a wooden palisade of sharpened logs. But those were not enough for when the Staria Empire finally sent a raiding force to exterminate William's hometown.
And this would have been William's first acquaintance with the cliche of the 'Doomed Hometown', if not for the fact that the local 'Wizard' turned out to have power after all. As the Staria Empire's soldiers began their attack, tossing torches at the houses to try and burn them down, the Wizard raised his hands, and several runes appeared inside the village's ditch - The ditch was actually the outside of a magic circle, while the wooden palisade had runes hidden inside its logs!
The Magic Circle was to summon the God of Stories himself in order to save the town, and he did - The Staria soldiers instantly vanished, the burned buildings were restored to normal, and anyone who died was ressurected.
However, there was a price for such a Deus ex Machina, as Alexander Ascot and the Wizard were found in the middle of the village square, transformed into jade stone. The price for summoning the God of Stories for such a 'small', non-epic matter was this - That Alexander and the Wizard be frozen into statues until the village raises up a Hero who can please the God of Stories himself. And William, upon finding this out through the notes left behind by the Wizard, decided to be that hero, and seek out 'The Dragon', the legendary wizard of wizards, and learn from him personally!
Other: Below are potential spells for William for when he gets an apprenticeship.
Convenience of Coincidence - William can make a coincidence happen that benefits himself or another person, whether it is finding an expert on dragons on a quest to slay (or befriend) a dragon, causing an accident in a neighboring room to happen when he needs to sneak out of his classroom to do something he thinks is important, or just getting a letter meant for someone else sent to him so he can learn its secrets. The cost of this ability is that it can only be used once every page of the IC, which in turn is explained away as 'when the forces of Narrative say it's convenient'.
Reader of Existence - William, by touching a piece of ground, a building, or even an inanimate object, can conjure a holographic illusion of important events that happened on the ground or building or occured within range of the object. This illusion, being based on physical light and not mental effects, cannot be dispelled by the usual anti-illusion countermeasures, and keeps on 'playing' until the record of the most important/pertinent events (aka information William was looking for) have played out.
Imitation better than the Original - William can duplicate Legendary Weapons (the equivalents of Excalibur, Mjolnir, and the Spear of Destiny), by mixing metals/wood/stone with his blood. The more of his blood used in the re-creation of the item, the more powerful the duplicate is; the upper limit is the original power of the item. And no, magical healing cannot replace William's blood and thus provide a workaround around this requirement.
Hero Calls for Aid - William can distort time, space, and probability to call on whatever allies he has made all throughout the current RP, calling them to come to his side at his time of need. The only requirement of this is that 1.) He genuinely needs help, 2.) It is the climax of a personal story arc or an arc of the RP itself.
Ascot ex Machina - When his help is called for, time, space, and probability distort for William so that he can come to the aid of his friends just in the nick of time; the requirement is that 1.) they call for him specifically, and 2.) they genuinely need him. Whether he can actually help is another question entirely.
Age: 16
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Talent: William's talent is Narrative/Stories, a power that sounds weak, until one realizes that everyone and everything in this world is part of one, larger, (hopefully) neverending story. With this power, William can find out the underlying stories of people, places, and objects using the right magic circles and runes, as well as give mundane objects the powers of legendary weapons (also through runes). Not merely that, but he can also make the stories of others easier or harder by manipulating coincidences for and against them, even to the point of invoking a Deus ex Machina in order to resolve an outstanding difficulty. However, trying to manipulate the world's neverending story comes with a cost, and this cost can be destructive for William or those he chooses to bless.
History: William was born in a tiny village in the Neutral Zone, where various Human and Nonhuman races lived together. His father was a bard while his mother was a herbalist, and their settlement was prosperous enough to afford a small library, one manned by a person who called himself a Wizard (whether he really was one or not is irrelevant). As he grew up, William had two best friends, a Harpy Girl by the name of Clarimonde and a Human boy by the name of Harald. They played together, were educated together, and learned of the world together, including about the stories of the various oppressive nations around them.
This education was accelerated by the arrival of Alexander Ascot, William's older brother, who was a mercenary who fought to bring money back home to his hometown (and who was also one of the reasons why such a small village was able to afford a library). Alexander brought warnings of the Staria Empire's recent aggression in its quest to slay all Nonhuman races, and adviced the village to look to its defenses, even paying for the construction of a ditch and a wooden palisade of sharpened logs. But those were not enough for when the Staria Empire finally sent a raiding force to exterminate William's hometown.
And this would have been William's first acquaintance with the cliche of the 'Doomed Hometown', if not for the fact that the local 'Wizard' turned out to have power after all. As the Staria Empire's soldiers began their attack, tossing torches at the houses to try and burn them down, the Wizard raised his hands, and several runes appeared inside the village's ditch - The ditch was actually the outside of a magic circle, while the wooden palisade had runes hidden inside its logs!
The Magic Circle was to summon the God of Stories himself in order to save the town, and he did - The Staria soldiers instantly vanished, the burned buildings were restored to normal, and anyone who died was ressurected.
However, there was a price for such a Deus ex Machina, as Alexander Ascot and the Wizard were found in the middle of the village square, transformed into jade stone. The price for summoning the God of Stories for such a 'small', non-epic matter was this - That Alexander and the Wizard be frozen into statues until the village raises up a Hero who can please the God of Stories himself. And William, upon finding this out through the notes left behind by the Wizard, decided to be that hero, and seek out 'The Dragon', the legendary wizard of wizards, and learn from him personally!
Other: Below are potential spells for William for when he gets an apprenticeship.
Convenience of Coincidence - William can make a coincidence happen that benefits himself or another person, whether it is finding an expert on dragons on a quest to slay (or befriend) a dragon, causing an accident in a neighboring room to happen when he needs to sneak out of his classroom to do something he thinks is important, or just getting a letter meant for someone else sent to him so he can learn its secrets. The cost of this ability is that it can only be used once every page of the IC, which in turn is explained away as 'when the forces of Narrative say it's convenient'.
Reader of Existence - William, by touching a piece of ground, a building, or even an inanimate object, can conjure a holographic illusion of important events that happened on the ground or building or occured within range of the object. This illusion, being based on physical light and not mental effects, cannot be dispelled by the usual anti-illusion countermeasures, and keeps on 'playing' until the record of the most important/pertinent events (aka information William was looking for) have played out.
Imitation better than the Original - William can duplicate Legendary Weapons (the equivalents of Excalibur, Mjolnir, and the Spear of Destiny), by mixing metals/wood/stone with his blood. The more of his blood used in the re-creation of the item, the more powerful the duplicate is; the upper limit is the original power of the item. And no, magical healing cannot replace William's blood and thus provide a workaround around this requirement.
Hero Calls for Aid - William can distort time, space, and probability to call on whatever allies he has made all throughout the current RP, calling them to come to his side at his time of need. The only requirement of this is that 1.) He genuinely needs help, 2.) It is the climax of a personal story arc or an arc of the RP itself.
Ascot ex Machina - When his help is called for, time, space, and probability distort for William so that he can come to the aid of his friends just in the nick of time; the requirement is that 1.) they call for him specifically, and 2.) they genuinely need him. Whether he can actually help is another question entirely.
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