Oceanic

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

Terry

W-Where am I? Terry thought as he looked around at the strange room. Everywhere was gray and.....was he on the ceiling or the floor? He couldn't tell and didn't really want to, clenching his hands into fists Terry noticed he had his umbrella. His umbrella?....yes his umbrella! Surely it would shield him from the monster! Looking over his shoulder to make sure the monster wasn't near him Terry opened his umbrella and placed it over his shoulder for "protection." . He then jumped when he heard the actual monsters voice "s-sit?......um ok." He said nervously and sat down his leg bouncing.

Sitting in the chair was disorienting just like the rest of the room the fact that Terry couldn't differentiate the ceiling from the floor didn't help either. Terry then decided to look at the monster who seemed spirit like in appearance. Much Different from my monster Terry thought as his monster was more of a overwhelming feeling. Oh yeah the monster , wait I'm just sitting!....but the scarier monster said to sit. he clenches his fists. Oh yeah I have my umbrella! This will protect me from my monster! having a small smile on his face Terry began to scan the other people who were here.

Oh a doll....that's a bit creepy.he thought as he looked at a broken doll like thing. It severely creeped him out, why was it's leg all wrong? At least it's clothes were nice which distracted Terry from the fact it had a gaping hole which allowed him to see the inside. It's hair is nice too. he thought as he anxiously rubbed the handle of his umbrella with his thumb. Terry's hair blocked gaze then turned toward a woman with metal embedded in her head.

Oh no she's just as creepy!. he thought we his anxiety rose from seeing her and he could feel the monster approach. Her dress unlike the doll's was raggedy and torn the makeup Terry saw was also pretty badly done as it was flaking off and just looked like one big stain. "Blechhh" Terry unconsciously made a noise of disgust when he saw her warty skin and patchy hair. The metal growing out of her head scared him the most , upon seeing it he tightened his hold on his umbrella even more.

Tearing his eyes away from the woman Terry looked at another woman though this one seemed smart. Her skin is awfully pale......oh shit is she a zombie!? he thought wildly a bunch of scenarios about zombies and his brain being eaten going through his head. The veins that spiderwebbed underneath her skin just further made him think about it as well as her yellowed lab coat. His hands ran themselves over the handle of his umbrella even more as he felt his anxiety building and the monster getting closer.

Deciding to look away from the zombie-ish woman Terry saw someone who was in his opinion the most normal person he's seen yet. Finally another regular teenager! he thought and was going to say something before he shut his mouth. No, No don't talk to them after all you've never met them , what if they're dangerous! He felt close to a panic attack but tried to breathe in deeply and focus on the umbrella in his hands as he could feel the monster practically breathing down his neck.

Ok no more looking at people let's just sit still. he told himself in his mind and sat with his umbrella opened and over his shoulder while he looked up at the spinning ceiling fan so he didn't have to look at anyone.

Neptune's Chosen

I've also put all accepted characters with a Title and their description or image underneath in the Character List Zeroth post

Neptune's Chosen

@Dark Cloud are you almost finished with your WIP? If not then I'll do the first post today and you can join in the story once your WIP is finished

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

Terry Mcdowel

[Anxious]

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Who am I?

What do you look like?

"I'm a nobody blind to the anxiety that controls me"

Terry is a thin teenage boy. His skin is a light gray and it appears to have no visible veins as well as see through like a ghost. His hair is black and covers his eyes which cannot be pushed up or moved by any force. He wears a thin hoodie and black jeans with barefeet. He stands at five foot three and weighs one hundred pounds. Finally has manacles around his wrists symbolizing how his anxiety imprisons him.

What do you remember?

[• "The monster is behind me....always behind me. My mother says it's not a monster and that I've been diagnosed with anxiety. I have to take this god awful medicine to keep the monster at bay. I skip it most days but it just makes my anxiety...the monster get closer."

• "Looking over my shoulder always looking. Why am I running?...oh yeah they want to hurt me what did I ever do to them? It was the monster wasn't it? It had them help it come after me."

• "The crowd is closing in on me something bad is coming I can feel the monster getting closer. I'm panicking I can't breath .....I open my eyes and I'm curled up on the ground my so called friends staring down at me laughing."

• "My friend said everything would be fine but it wasn't now I'm in my room with the door shut. He's knocking on it trying to get it to open , I'm so angry he knew the monster tries to reach me in open places. I opened the door and hit him out of my anger , my friend said he wouldn't be coming back."

• "The gun feels cold and strange in my hands. The monster is getting closer , it's the closest it's ever been. I can feel it's hands around my neck as I put the gun to my temple. The metal is cold against my burning skin, I hear a click then a bang now I can't feel anything." ]

[• Positive Memory
• "The rain is hitting my umbrella, I love rainy days they smell amazing. I'm listening to the water droplets hit my umbrella which protects me from the monster , the monster doesn't like rain either... I love rainy days."

• "My friends and I are eating pizza and talking about the latest tv show. I can feel myself smile , it feels good to smile I haven't done it in a while. I can feel the monster far behind me but it's ok because I'm with my friends."

• "A girl just told me she liked me today! This is probably the most I've ever smiled besides when I'm with my friends. We made plans to go out and eat Thursday , I'll take my unbearable medicine that day so I don't have to deal with the monster I'm so excited."

• "The grass under my feet feels nice. It's drizzling slightly which makes a small amount of mud squish beneath my toes. I won't open my umbrella just yet , I want to feel the cool droplets against my skin." ]

You brought something with you, what is it?

[My umbrella , it's clear with a curved black handle and protects me from the monster.]

Stolen Memories

If you had one wish, what would it be?

["I want it to always be a rainy day every day."]

Who was the most important person in your life?

["My mother she always protected me from the monster even if she made me take the medicine."]

If you could change something about yourself, what would it be?

["Hmmm , it probably would be that I wasn't so anxious all the time."]

Neptune's Chosen

@Dark Cloud it's all good man

Neptune's Chosen

@Dark Cloud how is your WIP going?

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

Terry Mcdowel

[Anxious]

[]

Who am I?

What do you look like?

"I'm a nobody blind to the anxiety that controls me"

Terry is a thin teenage boy. His skin is a light gray and it appears to have no visible veins as well as see through like a ghost. His hair is black and covers his eyes which cannot be pushed up or moved by any force. He wears a thin hoodie and black jeans with barefeet. He stands at five foot three and weighs one hundred pounds. Finally has manacles around his wrists symbolizing how his anxiety imprisons him.

What do you remember?

[• "The monster is behind me....always behind me. My mother says it's not a monster and that I've been diagnosed with anxiety. I have to take this god awful medicine to keep the monster at bay. I skip it most days but it just makes my anxiety...the monster get closer."

• "Looking over my shoulder always looking. Why am I running?...oh yeah they want to hurt me what did I ever do to them? It was the monster wasn't it? It had them help it come after me."

• "The crowd is closing in on me something bad is coming I can feel the monster getting closer. I'm panicking I can't breath .....I open my eyes and I'm curled up on the ground my so called friends staring down at me laughing."

• "My friend said everything would be fine but it wasn't now I'm in my room with the door shut. He's knocking on it trying to get it to open , I'm so angry he knew the monster tries to reach me in open places. I opened the door and hit him out of my anger , my friend said he wouldn't be coming back."

• "The gun feels cold and strange in my hands. The monster is getting closer , it's the closest it's ever been. I can feel it's hands around my neck as I put the gun to my temple. The metal is cold against my burning skin, I hear a click then a bang now I can't feel anything." ]

[• Positive Memory
• "The rain is hitting my umbrella, I love rainy days they smell amazing. I'm listening to the water droplets hit my umbrella which protects me from the monster , the monster doesn't like rain either... I love rainy days."

• "My friends and I are eating pizza and talking about the latest tv show. I can feel myself smile , it feels good to smile I haven't done it in a while. I can feel the monster far behind me but it's ok because I'm with my friends."

• "A girl just told me she liked me today! This is probably the most I've ever smiled besides when I'm with my friends. We made plans to go out and eat Thursday , I'll take my unbearable medicine that day so I don't have to deal with the monster I'm so excited."

• "The grass under my feet feels nice. It's drizzling slightly which makes a small amount of mud squish beneath my toes. I won't open my umbrella just yet , I want to feel the cool droplets against my skin." ]

You brought something with you, what is it?

[My umbrella , it's clear with a curved black handle and protects me from the monster.]

Stolen Memories

If you had one wish, what would it be?

["I want it to always be a rainy day every day."]

Who was the most important person in your life?

["My mother she always protected me from the monster even if she made me take the medicine."]

If you could change something about yourself, what would it be?

["Hmmm , it probably would be that I wasn't so anxious all the time."]

@Haha here he is!

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

@Haha are you still accepting?

Neptune's Chosen

@StitchedOwl looks good! You are accepted

Also sorry everyone for not being on yesterday I was busy :)

Neptune's Chosen

"Fate always seems to find a way to guide wayward souls."

Name:
Evan Thompson , though most people know him as a nameless guide

Age:
undocumented in empire records though he looks to be about 20

Race:
Current Reader , a race lost to time that can read the " currents" of life and see small glimpses of a persons fate as well as see hidden paths and the path to things lost by the current.

Gender:
Male

Height:
5'3

Gear:
Evan carries a cloak which he wears at almost all times to conceal his face and add to his aura of mystery. A flintlock rifle which he uses if he is dragged into combat , the rifle doubles for range and a bludgeon.

Backstory:
Not much is known about the mysterious guide. Records of the empires state that he started appearing in times of great change or pivotal moments of society. Pirate stories indicate he served on both the crews of Kyren and Gyuxen at points through history. Often times the guide has only shown himself when guidance is needed and has helped great legends rise. He is also rumored to be in the service of Neptune and has guided all of the group's who have searched for the fabled trident. He is the last of his kind and is said to follow fates whims even once disobeying the Lord of the sea to guide. Old sailors know that when the guide shows himself either legends will be born or history will be changed.

Despite all the legends surrounding the guide Evan came from humble beginnings. Born to the last remaining Current Readers in a small village known to hide pirates Evan grew up idolizing the scourge of the sea. At the age of fifteen when his parents died from an illness Even joined these pirates utilizing his rare gifts to make a profit. Soon though Evan was visited by the lady of Fate and given his ultimate purpose. As the last remaining Current Reader Evan was instructed to guide society to betterment and to make legends in which the population could have hope in.

Tasked with his new purposes Evan began his life as the " guide " eventually out living everyone who knew him. He guided the empires to their power and the two pirate lords to their infamy his true name and age lost to time Evan is now simply the guide a servant of fate.

Personality:
Evan is quite indifferent as he often sees a person's fate and knows what will happen to them. He believes everything is just the path of fate but has seen fate been changed in which he showed surprise and interest in. Being hundreds of years old Evan is also disconnected from reality which gives him a more ghost like vibe. He never gets attached to the people he's guiding but while he is indifferent Even is also optimistic and cheerful. He is quite a happy person most of the time and plays into his indifference with a smile and a cheerful " It was meant to be! " .