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The world was chaotic. Everyone screamed and ran around, hands waving… the King laughed. Typical, silly humans. He turned away from the mirror and placed his hands on the crystal diamond on his desk. The clear surface swirled with dark power, purple energy snapping and crackling, and the mirror behind him showed a giant purple vortex opening in the middle of the city… the King laughed, clear and cold, channeling more energy into the diamond. The vortex grew, swallowing buildings, people… The King had achieved his goal.
Hazel screamed, clutching to a section of a broken building, her lower body flailing from the pull of the vortex behind her. She had to get away, but she was stuck, if she let go of the building, she would get pulled into the vortex… but if she didn't move, the vortex would swallow her anyway. She tried to adjust her grip… and that's where she made her fatal mistake. Hazel flew backward into the vortex.
Ray hustled the citizens into an abandoned military bunker. She knew they would have a chance of surviving here… unlike the millions of others already consumed by the vortex. Ray made sure the people stopped crying and raced back out into the storm… only to get sucked into the vortex.
The Watcher stared into his pool of dirty water. Images rippled across the surface; a brown-haired girl getting yanked into the King’s vortex, a girl with black hair with sunset-colored tips somersaulting through the vortex… buildings getting enveloped by purple energy… people screaming as their cars were pulled off the road into the vortex… the vortex. The Watcher hated it, despised it. It was the worst of the King’s creations that The Watcher had ever seen… and he had seen them all. The Watcher had been trapped in the King’s tower prison for 100 years… and he wasn't getting out anytime soon.
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How d’ya like it? It's an RP, and WE’RE OPEN FOR BUSINESS. Your charrie can be A) a citizen of the city being wrecked by the vortex; that gets pulled into the vortex, B) a servant of the king, or C) a wander/runaway in the king’s world. All charries will meet sooner or later. No powers. No AEs. Enjoy! NOTE: This RP is run by NoOneKnows AND HeroesOfOlympus. Heroes will be posting as Hazel and sometimes as The King, NoOneKnows will be posting as Ray and The Watcher. So what did we forget? Oh yeah! CHARRIE SHEET:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Position (Citizen, Servant, or Traveler):
Appearance:
Personality:
Alliance (To The King Or Against Him):
Other:
Enjoy! We really hope this doesn't die…
submitted by NoOneKnows, and HeroesOfOlympus
(May 19, 2020 - 2:56 pm)
(May 19, 2020 - 2:56 pm)
TOPPPPPPP PLEASSSSEEEE
(June 26, 2020 - 3:58 pm)
Luna~
I’m standing in a room. With Hazel and Ray. And a boy with wings. Named Vortex. And a girl, called Wren. Apparently I’m not the only one with an unusual name here…
I’m also sure Wren thinks I’m a big coward, because of how she met me. And sure, I’m not the bravest person, but I’m not a coward. But hearing your only friend scream at you to run away and you can’t even see them… it’s unsettling, to say the least.
“H-h-hello,” I say, trying not to let my voice shake, and unfortunately failing miserably. But a boy with wings, tail, and cat ears is… scary.
“Hi!” Wren said brightly. “Now. I hear a Vortex is ravaging your world?” interrupted Vortex, raising an eyebrow. No one answered him, though Ray, Hazel, and I stared him down in a way I was definitely proud of.
“Well, I have a plan to stop it,” he hurriedly, probably to avoid the staredown he was currently experiencing.
“Oh really?” Hazel said coolly, which was impressive because a) the boy had wings and b) she still had AE on her head. “Yes,” Vortex said. “And it’s one I don’t approve of,” Wren cut in.
“Be quiet, Wren-” Wren rolled her eyes- “I shall tell you if- and only if- you give me an important piece of information,” he finished triumphantly. Hazel sighed. Ray’s eyes narrowed. I spoke up. “I don’t think it’s very nice of you to dangle a piece of information you know we need like that, especially when it’s regarding our homes and our families,” I said, frowning.
Vortex’s face fell. “We don’t have families, here,” he said quietly.
“Oh. I’m sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I don’t either,” I said, blushing.
His head snapped back up. “Then why do you want to go back?”
“I don’t. I just want the Vortex to be gone, because there are still millions of innocent people dying!” I answered immediately. Vortex sighed. He couldn’t argue with that, and he knew it.
“Fine. I’ll give you the plan for free, but please answer my question anyways,” he decided. Hazel nodded her approval. “What do you want from us?” Ray asked. “I want to know why the King hates you,” Vortex said.
“Who’s the King?” I asked.
“Why would he hate us?” asked Ray.
“Did he make the Vortex? Why did he do that?” Hazel asked.
Vortex looked too overwhelmed and disappointed by this response to answer, so Wren did it for him. “The King is the ruler of this place. He is learned in magics, especially dark ones. He destroys everything he thinks is wrong in this world, which I’m afraid is all the right things. If you anger him, your world is ripped apart. We don’t know why he would hate you, but for some reason he does hate you, or someone from your world. That’s why he’s tearing apart your dimension.”
“Dimension?” I asked, feeling slightly sick. “That was rhetoric,” I added, just in case someone was going to answer.
Vortex gaped. “So… you don’t know why this is happening. There isn’t an awful person doing genocide again, is there? Because if there is it’s probably the King.”
When we shook his head, he sighed. “We better go see the Watcher…” Vortex told Wren. She nodded. “Follow us,” she instructed.
(June 26, 2020 - 4:51 pm)
TOP! WE MUST NOT FALL!! AND IF WE HAVE, WE MUST CLIMB BACK TO THE TOP OF THIS INKWELL! POST POST POST PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! HOO, NOK, SIRIN, SWW, MAHRIEL! POOOOOOSSSSTTTTTT PLLLLEEEEAAASSSEEE
WE MUST NOT DIE!!!
TOOOOOOPPPPPPP....
(July 5, 2020 - 10:14 am)