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A day when everything the world thought it knew will change.
Preface & Plot
My grandmother knew more than most than many would dream. She told me stories of fantastical things. When I was sixteen, she told me of the end. “The Barriers which separates the physical world and the spirit worlds, the Barriers which keeps spirits and the dead as only thought to us, is collapsing in on itself. Very soon it will be non-existent. When this happens, all energy, all spirits, both living and not, will become physical. Our spirits would become as I am to you, and you are to me: tangible. We will assume the form of our most recent past life, and all those preceding it shall return as well. However wonderful this may sound, the dead shall return as well. I do not mean to say that they will rise from the ground as zombies, green and half decomposed, but they will be as they were in life, and though they will look so, are anything but. They are only shadows, as their souls have moved on, and their spirits with them. Somehow, they will be set apart. I do not know yet how to make the distinction, but we will find out all too soon. All that is left is an empty body, anger, and hunger for what they had in life. No body is complete without a soul, and no soul complete without a spirit. Upon their returning, their only goal and purpose will be to steal the spirits of the living. Taking someone’s spirit does not kill them, but it is taking half of that person’s very essence, half their being. No, it does not kill them, but I have seen some who have suffered the loss of their spirit: it leaves them a blithering wreck. Most don’t last more than a few days before ending their own life. As I am telling you of this, it is now your responsibility to enlighten who you can of their spirits, teach them to fight and defend themselves. Find everyone you can who understands what is to come. Gather them, teach them as I have taught you, protect the ignorant, and above all, guard your spirits as they have guarded you.”
Our story begins shortly before this day. It is as any other, a kind day near the end of spring: warm, sunny, and bright. But on the eve of summer, the skies darken at the dawn of the new age. An age of fear, of enlightenment, of walking death. At their coming, many will rejoice in the finding of their spirit, at the seeming return of their deceased loved ones. Half of this joy will turn to terror. For those so knowledgeable, their job is to ban together and right the unbalance in the world.
On the Barriers
Of the Spirit World
The Barrier which separates the physical and spirit worlds is comparable to a veil. It is thin and malleable, and allows for communication between the two sides. This is what allows for interaction with our spirits. We can see and hear them, but they are ultimately intangible.
Of the Dead World
The Barrier which separates the physical and dead worlds is more like a wall. It is solid and designed to inhibit communication between sides. Not all who die immediately join this realm; only those who will no longer reincarnate go to the other side of this Barrier. Once there, all that is left is their memories of their most recent life.[color]
On Spirits
A person’s spirit is most often paired to them because they were someone important to that person in one or more of their past lives and simply followed them into the next. If this is not the case, then they are matched by personalities. One completes the other in every sense of the term. Either way, at the birth of the physical half of the pair, the connection is formed, though most are not aware of it until much later on in life, if ever. By the time the link between the two is found, their consciouses are so closely intertwined it is often difficult to separate the thoughts of one from the other. Of those who do meet their spirits, some are found through contact through dreams, or are introduced via a third party. Spirits are only visible to the person they are connected to, and to be seen by others requires both the consent of the spirit and the heightened concentration of the person wanting to see them.
Spirits are connected to a soul by their psyches, not physically. The death of one will not cause the death of another, but it will leave the living half a mental wreck, often leading to shock, followed by suicide.
On the Dead
The deceased, those who will no longer reincarnate, are merely imprints of their memories of their most recent life. They remember nothing of any life before that one. They remember the wholeness they felt when attached to their spirits in life, and crave that above all else. Upon their return, it is the only thing they seek, and they care not for the lives they destroy in the process. If a hole is broken in the Barrier, their ghosts can slip through. In this state, their presence can be felt, but they have no energy of their own, and therefore cannot be sensed or manipulated that way.
On Energy
Energy is the life force with flows through all living beings, physical and spirit. It is a metaphysical finger print left behind by everything that touches anything. It can be felt in the air, in a room, on a chair or couch, anywhere someone experienced strong emotions. Emotions characterize the energy which is exude by a person, and to the trained eye and mind, is identifiable by speed, color, and flow pattern. To the average person, it can be felt by the overall feeling they get being near it. Many people experience this in places where intense emotions have been felt and left their imprint: hospitals, cemeteries, amusement parks, beautiful cities or natural wonders. Energy can be manipulated to be a certain emotion, guided to flow in or around a certain person or object. It can be used to heal emotional and some physical wounds. In some cases, it can even be used to communicate, but only on the most basic of levels.
Without energy, life does not exist. As souls and spirits have their own unique energy pattern, and the longer one is alive, the more they acquire. Over many lifetimes, some can accumulate vast oceans of energy. For those lesser in years or lives, certain objects can serve as an energy reserve to be used at a later time. Often these are rings or necklaces, usually containing a small stone. The purer the stone, gems in particular, the more energy it will retain and for longer.
On Past Lives
There is much that cannot be explained because it simply cannot be seen, but that is not to say it is not real. Much of the myth and lore found across the world, that which science and the general society has come to accept as nothing more than fiction and fairy tales, is true, with only the distortion of perspective. It is entirely possible that in someone’s past lives, providing they had any, they were one of these so-called mythical species. Likewise, their most recent past life could have died the day before their current was conceived, or their past could have lived and infinite number of years ago. This leaves open the possibilities of the entire history of the world and every species to have graced its earth.
(Literally anything, just use your imagination)
Abilities
Abilities have much to do with who and what you were in a past life. Abilities have to do with what you work with. Feeders work with the manipulation of energy but cannot forcibly take energy from others and have a limited supply of their own. Healers, well, heal, but what a wound does not simply disappear, it is taken on, and whatever you heal shows up in the same place and severity on yourself, only that it heals much faster. Oracles can see the past and/or future, but often have little control over what they see. In addition, there are subtler abilities, like communication with plants and animals beyond the norm, the use of magic as with fairies and witches, and many others. For the ones with slower and subtler workings, after the end of the Barriers, these abilities are more pronounced. Feeders, while before, the energy was mostly invisible, can now control much more condensed energy in the form of light or fire. The magic used by witches would have otherwise been much slower, is likewise accelerated. (Everyone picks one rank, and you can have as little as no abilities and be purely a warrior of weapon, or have as many as two abilities)
(If you think of any not listed here, and I sincerely hope you do, and you’re not sure if it’s a good one for the thread, PM and ask first. You have nearly a complete creative license here, so most anything will be okay, I just want to make sure it’s not too outlandish)
Rules
1. Be civilized. We are not cavemen, throwing about sticks and stones to solve our problems. Either PM me, or the person who you're having problems with, and talk it out.
2. NO ONE SENTENCERS. This is a semi-advanced thread. It's really not that hard to elaborate. If you have less than 3 sentences, your post will be ignored.
3. Use your better judgment and censor yourself a little. Violence is to be expected, cursing is fine as long as it has a place and isn't just random F bombs in every other word, and romantic involvements are seemingly unavoidable, but keep it clean. If the clothes start coming off, fade in and out, take it to PM, it doesn't matter, just don't be steaming up the thread.
4. General RP rules apply: No OP characters, no God modding, use OOC and IC, etc.
5. For spirits, past life species, and abilities, be original. If there's already a few of something, try to think of something new. If you've read this far, type "They're taking the Hobbits" in other.
6. I don't ask for RP examples because I use the form as a judge of that. Completely fill out your character form unless it's a WIP. I like long histories and personalities because that's what I make my decision off of, so take all the space you want with it. Anything less that five good sentences will not be accepted.
7. If you're not complying with these frankly easy and doable rules, you get one warning. I'm not going to go back and forth for days over something. If I tell you to stop and you do not the first time, you're gone. And again, if you've made it this far, type "to Isengard" in other.
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~| Adria || Kathrine || Esson |~
Name:
Adria, for now.
Age:
19, but not for long
Gender:
Female, and I haven't ever been otherwise to my knowledge
Height:
5'7, last I checked
Weight:
Healthy, thank you
Bodytype:
Again, healthy. I take care of myself
Nickname:
A, Kat, Among others, but most just stick to Adria
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Than meets the eye
Likes:
Mira
Dragons
The color green
Music
Singing
Trees and nature in general
Dance
Flying
Heights
Wind
Flutes
Life
Peacefulness
Dislikes:
Cages
Being stuck
Hatred
Chosen ignorance
Silence
Rude people
Mushrooms
Hobbies:
Singing
Learning lesser known languages
Playing music
Flying with Mira
Favorite song:
Crystallize - Lindsey Stirling
Favorite band:
Pentatonix
Abilities:
Feeder
Communication with plants
Personality:
Adria loves everything in the world except that which causes hate and evil. She loves without cause, and only if someone or something tried to hurt that for which she cares will she allow rage to color her actions. Her conditional love has been her downfall in the past, but more battles have been won for her with wisdom and kindness than angry and wrath. Adria understands the hidden complexities of life that most do not. It is for this reason she values the freedoms of and to life that so many take for granted. She has chosen to fear nothing, as she knows that death is not the end. Because of her extensive past life, Adria had wisdom beyond her years; she understands the workings of the world and of a mind.
History:
When I was a baby, my mother, grandmother and I all were driving home while it was raining. We crashed somewhere along the way. The police chalked it up to loosing control because of the rain, but my grandma new otherwise. My mother was an oracle; she had a vision while she was driving. Before any ambulance got there, my mother told my grandmother what she saw. It was about the Barriers and their falling. She need made it to the hospital. Ever since then, my grandmother has raised me, taught me from a young age everything I would need to know for that day. I found Mira by the time I was seven, mastered feeding by eleven, I knew most of what happened in my past life by thirteen, and had reached second black belt in self defense by fifteen. When I turned sixteen, she told me what happened that night, what my mother told her. As far as we know, we're the only ones who know what is to come. The only other person besides my grandmother who knows about me and themselves is my best friend, Reid. We met in high school, and we've been friends since.
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Even though it's not always
Past Life--
Name:
Araediel
Species:
Forest Elf
Region of the world:
New Zealand
Time of Life:
Circa 1500s-1650s? I'm not entirely sure, really.
How much do you know about it, if at all:
My story was a strange one, even for what most people would call fantasy. I've pieced everything together, dream by dream, and it's still odd, even to me. When I was a baby, a human baby at that, I was abandoned by my parents, somewhere deep in a forest. I don't know who they were, nor if they planned it like that, but they happened to drop me near an elf village. The princess of that village found me somehow, and brought me back. I was weak, and sick beyond normal medicine, so she gave me her pendant. It contained the collective magic and energy of the previous owners, as it was a sort of royal heirloom. It's magic healed me, but perhaps a little more than she was expecting. The magic, elf magic, transformed me into an elf. No one would think I was anything otherwise just by looking at me, but still I was an abomination to her father, the King of that and the surrounding villages. He wanted me killed, but the princess ran away to the next village over, with the pendant, and put me in the care of a family who lived there. I grew up there, completely oblivious to my original nature until I was seven, when they told me what the princess must have told them all those years ago. They would have waited longer to tell me, but the King had been expanding his search. They gave me the pendant, taught me the essential skills to survive, and I ran. I kept that up for many years, but as long as I ran I could not continue my training with my own magic. Sometime around fifteen years old, I stopped my flight. I knew they still pursued me, but I thought perhaps if I did not have the pendant they would think nothing of me. I tried burying it beneath the roots of a small tree, but I dug up one of the roots by mistake. Fearing I had hurt the sapling, I poured all my magic into it in an attempt to heal it, but I put in too much. I would have died right there if it were not for Mira. She saved my life by giving me half her own energy and bore me far from the King. I lived out the rest of my life with her, as her energy gift bonded us spiritually.
Very easy to See
Spirit--
Name:
Mira
Species:
Earth Dragon
Personality:
In most ways, similar to mine, with minor differences. She's much more prideful, but that comes with being a dragon. She can be quicker to a decision than I, but she would be no less wrong or right. She is steadfast in friendship and fearsom in anger, and all the while maintains a grace found in few other species. She is the queen of her sky, and should love nothing more than to fly as far as it will let her. The only thing she loves more is Adria, and she shall remain with her through this life and every other after.
How they came to be your spirit:
As I said when telling my past life, I had a bit of trouble with my use of energy in an attempt to heal a tree. I was young, and inexperienced, and my mistake would have cost me my life if Mira was not there. I had poured all my energy into the tree, and that much exhaustion can kill anyone or anything, but Mira gave me half her energy and took care of me from then on. I do not know much of my life before or after that event, but I do know we lived out the rest of our lives together and the bond we forged then was strong enough to transcend lifetimes, else she would not be with me now.
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~| Reid || Dylan || Wesson |~
Name:
Reid
Age:
20
Gender:
Male, as far as the doctors have told me.
Height:
6 feet even
Weight:
Dunno, haven’t checked in a while
Bodytype:
Pretty built, and I take a good measure of pride in that.
Nickname:
Reid works. I don’t see the point of anything else.
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Than meets the eye
Likes:
Mason
Tigers
Italian Food
Swing Music
Jokes
Laughing
This Life
Dislikes:
People who kill for no reason.
Killjoys
Hobbies:
Skateboarding
Guitar
Favorite song:
Whatever the most recent notes I play
Favorite band:
Don’t really care for most popculture
Abilities:
I’m an energy orb. Basically it means I’ve got oceans of energy that I suck at using. I usually let Adria play with it. I can see it better than her, but she can manipulate it better.
Personality:
Reid loves his fun, his laughs, his smiles. For him, they make this life what it is. Without those, there’s no point in anything for him. He’s one of those people that can always cheer someone up by being around them and making them laugh, or piss someone off because he’s too happy. This is partially due to the massive amounts of energy he has, partially to his naturally bubbling nature. Mason has rubbed off on him, though, and when the need calls for it, he can suppress a joke and replace it with the right words or actions to help someone.
History:
Once Mason got there to balance things out, life was pretty normal. I didn’t find him until a while after we were connected, but I could still feel him with me even if I didn’t know what it was at the time. I was a typical kid, active, hyperactive, curious, and maybe a little too brash until I matured a little. When I was about thirteen, I started having all these dreams. Turned out they were about my past life. I looked into it, did some research, talked to some people, and one of them pointed out my energy. I’d been wearing low prescription glasses most of my life because I kept seeing spots and swirls in the air. Turns out this was all the energy around me in everything, and when I thought on it more, focused my mind to it, I found I could see it all: energies, auras, the whole shebang. I lost the glasses after that. When I was a junior, I was hanging with some friends at my school, when I saw a girl sitting at a table. Her aura was very different from most anyone else I’ve ever known. Most people’s are somewhat dim, and have wild patternless flows and colors from all the things about them they don’t know. It brightens and the pattern regulates with the more they know. But her energy, it was glowing brighter than I had ever seen, with patterns that seemed random at first, but the longer I watched, the more I realized about her. On top of that, she wore a necklace with a small dragon on it and a wood ring on her finger, and both of these were chalk full of energy. I went to talk to her, tried to hint at the subject, but it was her that brought it up first. “You know,” was all she said. Best friends since.
Even though it's not always
Past Life--
Name:
Mauricio
Species:
Human
Region of the world:
Italy
Time of Life:
1950’s-60’s
How much do you know about it, if at all:
More than I like. I know my father in that life had gotten into some bad stuff when he was younger, some kind of gang, and me and my mother got pulled into it with him. The rest of his “buddies” tried to teach me the business, and the only reason I didn’t was because I couldn’t back out and someone if not I would pay for it. I didn’t want to risk my mother getting hurt because of me. I don’t like what I did in that life, but I did it because I had to. I guess my dad did the something wrong, though, because my mother and I were both killed in a drive by.
Very easy to See
Spirit--
Name:
Mason
Species:
Tiger
Personality:
Mason likes a good laugh as much as the next tiger, but he knows when to be serious. He knows just as much about Reid’s past life; he knows how he was deprived of a normal childhood then, so he lets him have his fun in this one. He likes a good time, but the moment he sees things are starting to shift to the wrong side, he’ll step in, pull Reid back to his center of balance, and if necessary, he takes over the motor controls only long enough to protect Reid. It’s something they’ve worked on. Anyone can allow their spirit to take over, to govern their body so that they might walk as they once did in their own past life, but few can force control. It takes a very deep level of trust and discipline across the bond, and a good deal of training on it. Not even Adria and Mira could get to that point. Mason is kind and fun loving, but he will go to the end of the earth to protect Reid. For all his love of Reid and of fun, he is had reached a point in his life where much of his pass time include sleeping.
How they came to be your spirit:
A very lucky match up. Not at birth though. I think I was around five years old when he got there. Needless to say I was not a very happy child before then.
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