darkSpyro

Back in the days when legend and folklore were reality, a prosperous and rich country known as Kain existed on a medium-sized continent under the same namesake. Mythological creatures make up the population.
Recently, tales of bizarre beings showing up of the land of Kain have arisen. These creatures are rumored to be from outside Kain-- distant islands, continents, and countries. But the reality is that these newcomers aren't even from Earth; they are, in fact, space aliens.
Extraterrestrials from every corner of the universe, and every moment of existence, are left stranded on Kain due to dumb curiosity or dumb luck; strange signals, scents, sightings, and various other oddities emanated from what they soon realized was a space-time portal. They all ended up in the same area: sparse woods with a magnificent city in the distance. There seems to be no way back; but perhaps the locals may know of a way?

(If I'm missing any important info, please notify me. Check this post often, in case I make any changes)

Spacer/Taler?: Spacer
Name: Captain Pehcook(Peh-COO-ck)
Gender: Male
Species: *enter annoyingly long paragraphs about said species* They are referred to as "Chohriz", or "Chooks"(preferably the first one, as the second one is both unfitting and stupid) They are quadrupeds(four-legged) with green skin(belly is green-blue, back is a deeper forest green, sides are bright green), short tails, and long necks. Their head looks like a rectangular-prism connected to a sphere(the rectangle being a snout) with two big eyes. Square-shaped nostrils are at the snout-end, and they have cow-like teeth. Antenna-like "ears", and a mane(usually short) beginning between the eyes and ending at the shoulders. Each foot has four toes and two opposable thumbs(which are all rectangular-shaped). The tips of all the digits are slitted, holding retractable blades. The back feet are smaller than the front feet(which are considerably large). The tail(also rectangular) has sharp spikes and tufts of fur.
The Chohriz is a space-faring race(home planet is "Splahbertahm"), and are known for their “noble acts and deeds”, like a futuristic “Round Table”. The females are smaller(8 ft.) and are given less education then the males(12 ft.). "Heroes" are the best known Chohrizians, and are the ones who do missions, save damsels in distress, and are generally just heroic. However, "Hero" is just a job(or a instant ticket to celebrity), and there are few who do this for the "greater good". Noble Breeding is practically ignored here; the most respected Chohrizians are the more talented, handsome ones. Ill, ugly, or awkward individuals are left with fewer rights in the Code. Ones born with these unfortunate traits are called "Runts".
Age: Young Adult
Appearance: As for Pehcook himself, he's 9'6 feet, scrawnier than most males(but not like twig-scrawny), possesses a stumpy teal mane, and has teal eyes. There are small scars across his body that are difficult to detect which come from a rather serious case of "Chohrizian Acne". Also, he has an overbite problem(otherwise known as "buck teeth"). He wears a lime green spandex suit that covers his legs, most of his neck, and some of his tail. There's a black belt around his waist and shoulders that holds a dual-rocket jet pack on his back(activated by a red button on the chest area of his suit). His front feet have black gloves(the tips are cut off), and he wears a silvery helmet that covers his head and the top of his snout(it hides his oversize front teeth). An antenna with a bright blue tip protrudes from his helmet.
Personality: Pehcook's personality is rather mixed, when you get to know him; he isn't a stereotypical Hero. He's friendly and quite modest, and he'll easily trust anyone. This makes him a trusty, loyal companion, who takes his responsibilities very seriously and with pride. Pehcook can overcome small fears, and when it comes to bringing justice, he focuses on what needs to be done. However, his personality has many negative traits. Pehcook's nature to constantly justify can easily cause him to become angry when he sees an innocent suffering. His mental processing is slow, so he has a short attention span, and sometimes he can't understand what's being said to him. Basically, although he may be an honorable Chorihzian Hero, he isn't... well... let's just say that he isn't the brightest star in the galaxy. As long as he can remember, he has been teased relentlessly by others due to his stature, physique, and slow mental capabilities. Such verbal abuse has taken its toll on his self-consciousness; Pehcook is easily embarrassed. If a negative aspect is mentioned about him, he becomes very self-conscious.
Short Bio: Pehcook is a Runt who was abandoned by his parents at a very young age. He managed to survive on the streets up to his late adolescence, followed by a few life-changing events that led to him meeting the two most important Chohrizians in his life: Ahtehck and Dehstaht. These two are part of a Chohrizian Elite Force(the "Heroes"), and they-- seeing past his Runthood and detecting potential-- trained him into one of the most honored Chohrizian Heroes known to the local society of his home galaxy. Despite this, his Runthood is kept a secret; the Chohriz can be a cold, merciless race at times.
Notable Belongings: Just the armor and jet pack stated above.
Strengths: His willpower and friendly attitude are a plus, and he can sustain in battle for long periods of time. Average strength and agility. His jet pack possesses retractable, metal wings, allowing proper maneuvering during flight. And let's not forget those retractable blades all Chohrizians come with.
Weaknesses: His slow mental capabilities are often his downfall, but he's also brought down by his inability to swim. This causes him to have terrible hydrophobia(which he is very embarrassed about). The fuel for his jet pack is limited.


[See post 28# for other characters]

Do the Talers have to be mythical creatures? Like can they be Original Species? You probably know who I want to use. Im still trying to think up a Spacer...

I'd prefer that the Taler had some sort of fantasy element to it, but yes, it can be an actual species.

By Original Species, I mean a species I created. ._.

Oh, sure! Sorry for the misunderstanding.

Yay, well Ill reserve this posts for more characters c:

Spacer/Taler?: Taler
Name: Cyan
Gender: Male
Species: Underian
Age: 15 Human Years, 5 Underian Years
Appearance: He is 3 foot 3 inches or 100 meters in height.
Personality: He is very impatient and can be rude by interrupting people or talking loudly when uncalled for. He is very confident and thinks he can win at almost anything but loses more than he wins. Cyan likes to help in big situations, not small ones. He is also very lazy and tends to be found napping when bored.
Short Bio: Cyan has only just moved from his old home with a friend in a village on a small island. He had a lot of friends there who plan to move to East Kain with him when they can get a boat ride which Underians havent fully mastered how to use. Cyan was brought on a very dull raft that a friend of hislanned on using alone. Cyan managed to get on while it his friend was leaving. His motivation was to leave the island and begin a new life. Cyan lives in an empty hut with only a few materials.
Notable Belongings: A few chunks of Garnet and Aquamarine,
Strengths: He is very quick and agile. He has high jumping capabilities and most of his fighting strength comes from his legs so he often kicks in battle.
Weaknesses: Due to Cyan's laziness he is doesn't have the greatest stamina and he doesnt think twice before doing something.

If you're not okay with the island thing I can change it c:

[Reserved for future Spacer]

Im missing something arent I...

Spacer/Taler?: Taler

Name: Skakki

Gender: Female

Species: Huldra

Age: 17

Appearance: Short and average-weight with tons of freckles in random spots on her body and fair skin. Her hair is wild and frizzled with tinges of brown, grey, and burgundy. Her eyes are dull, warm grey and large enough that she looks downright childlike. Like all huldra, she has a large hole in her back that resembles a hollowed tree, complete with insects nesting in it. Also like all Huldra, she has a cow's legs and tail.

Personality: Huldra have three ways of dealing with human (and sometimes non-human) males: luring them for either pleasure, slavery, or death (after they marry the huldra so she becomes human, of course). Skakki, however, wants no such thing. Skakki is a simple, silly, childlike huldra who just wants her prince to come whisk her away and not care about the bugs that live inside her back. Unfortunently, trusting huldra is considered dangerous, and being as silly-looking as she is simply makes Skakki much less tempting and easier to stay away from.
(Also, she's friends with her back-bugs. They crawl all over her and she's pretty okay with it.)

Short Bio: Skakki was adopted and raised by fauns, which is probably why she doesn't share the nature of her huldra sisters. She wandered off from them when she thought she was old enough, and has been living in north-western Kain with most of the other Scandinavian creatures.

Notable Belongings: Nope

Strengths: As a huldra, it is only natural for her to have a deadly side. She can gain both agility and strength if only she wants it enough, and she isn't completely incapable of manipulation.

Weaknesses: Fighting and manipulating are ridiculously off-limits for her. She just wants everyone to get along.

OOC: Can a spacer be any alien from a movie, book, or video game? Or do you HAVE to make one up?

Yes, it can be from different media. As stated in the rules, the Spacers/Talers can be anything you want, as long as the Taler's from Kain and the Spacer's from... well, space.


Both characters accepted.

OOC: Ok, thanks, just checking.

Name: Shira

Spacer/taler?: Spacer

Gender: female

Species: Asari (credit to original creator)

Age: 111

Appearance: Like all Asari, Shira has the appearance of a woman with her hair swept back after getting out of the water, and is blue. She often wears dresses or robes. Her eyes are a deep green, and she is about 5 feet 8" tall.

Personality: Shira loves to sing and dance, and on her home planet, Thessia, she is known by her friends and by many others far and wide for her talents. Shira is very kind to others, and tries to help her friends in times of need. She tries to add humor to conversations occasionally, but often fails and ends up sounding rather stupid instead. Despite her fame and her friends, Shira actually prefers to be alone, and often sings to herself.

Short bio: Shira's father taught her how to use her biotic powers effectively and how to use a pistol at a very young age. Although trained, Shira almost never needs to use her abilities. She is only at a maiden stage in her lifespan, as Asari can live for up to 1,000 years.

Notable belongings: The phalanx heavy pistol that her father gave her (credit to creator)

Strengths: Her biotic powers and skill with a pistol, and is very good at diplomacy and persuading others.

Weaknesses: Shira does not like to fight anyone, and often tries to use diplommacy skills in battles that are not in her favor. The need to help her friends also often leads her into risky situations. She wants everyone to get along and to live in harmony.

Spacer/Taler?: Taler
Name: Alex
Gender: Female
Species: Forest elf
Age: 18
Appearance: http://mob135.photobucket.com/...pg?t=1241995895
(Credit to artist)
Personality: Alex loves to run around in the forest. She loves to shoot fruit with her bow and arrows to better her aim. She loves helping the animals but is mostly alone.
Short Bio: As a young girl, Alex made her first bow with her father. After her father died when she was 13, she took his pendant and ran away into the forest. She has been living there for so long that she has developed the skills of talking to animals and her hearing and smell have been raised.
Notable Belongings: The Bow that she made as a young child and her father's pendant
Strengths: She can Shoot very accurate with a bow. She has good hearing, smell, and she can talk to animals.
Weaknesses: Alex is more of a peaceful creature. She will fight if necessary but she doesn't like it.

Spacer/Taler?: Spacer
Name: Ila(EE-lah)
Gender: Female
Species: Kiran - Humanoid people with squirrel and lizard-like features. They stand around 5 and a half feet tall, generally speaking, and are known for their colorful eyes and scaled forearms. Their usual lifespan is about 80 years, and the average amount of young they birth is 19-26. The Kiran are carnivorous, preying on larger beasts with small spears and smaller creatures with their claws.
The females are the more dominate of the species, fighting for the right to mate with males during the fall time. The males are a bit shorter than the females, and their arm plates are actually plated rather than having smaller scales on them. The females have claws on the ends of their fingers, however, and are generally more aggressive. They're also rather territorial, and they will gang up on those who would go to enter their territory without permission. They usually will beat off most intruders. As another note, the females lay eggs and as such they do not have breasts or nipples, instead having larger hips and large teeth for chewing up meat for their young.
Age: 22 years
Appearance:
Personality: Ila is, as is the majority of females of her race, a curious, intensely instinct-bound wild woman who will tackle most anything she think she can(which is a lot). She's a bit full of herself, as she has repeatedly proven herself as strong to her clan and considers herself to be one of the strongest females around. Ila loves to be around others, and her curiosity leads her to places most of her race wouldn't bother going into. With this in mind, she does have her more sensitive nerves, such as that she's a bit too ready to fight and has yet to secure herself a mate, as the males find her too much of a brute to stay around for long. She's also a bit awkward when she can't understand what people are saying to her, as she's unsure if they're a threat or an ally.
Short Bio: Ila has had a rather simple life, hunting the giraffe-like creatures in her jungle-like homeland and keeping her status as a strong warrior female. She was born as the strongest in her litter and had stayed that way among her clan. Ila repeatedly has gotten into a lot of trouble, including intruding on other clan's territories and getting into fights with clan leaders. She's brought her clan plenty of shame, but she doesn't seem to care very much as she still considers herself powerful and well-known.
Notable Belongings: A sturdy hunting spear with a small decoration of insect wings on it.
Strengths: Ila is quite strong, considering her height of 5 foot 1 inch. She can latch herself onto almost anything, and with the assistance of her spear she likes to deal blows on large creatures where it hurts. Thanks to her claws and flexibility, she's an excellent climber and can dash through trees fairly well. The thick skin and scales on her arms can be used as built-in shields, and the sharp claws on the ends of her fingers can leave a good scratch.
Weaknesses: Ila hates being in direct sunlight. She hates it, and will complain a bit if she has to be in it. Her feet are quite sensitive, and her face is something she tries to cover most of all in fights due to the fact her jaw is a weak spot. If she's knocked off her paws, she tends to be stunned for a few seconds, and if he tail is grabbed she will freeze up. Ila is also a bit intimidated by a lot of fire.

OOC: When do we start?

Spacer/Taler?: Spacer
Name: Nyzx
Gender: Male
Species: Zygot
Age: 24
Appearance: Like the rest of his race, their is no coloration in his body; his skin is pale white and his hair is jet black. The only difference in this contrast is his eyes - which are still colorless - a soft grey. He wears all black, his clothing covering everything but his head. Should his shirt be removed, though, one would notice a long, thick, black scar that runs the length of his spine, a trait shared by all Zygoti.
Personality: Nyzx prefers not to express emotion, which is standard for his race. Nonetheless, every Zygot does have a personality, they simply subdue it. Nyzx's own personality is empathetic and understanding, contemplating and patient. However, every Zygot has a second personality. It is unclear whether this personality is a part of the first's, or if it is a seperate entity entirely, sharing the former's mind. Nevertheless, these two personalities tend to coexist peacefully. However, Nyzx's own "Darkness", as he calls it, in the back of his mind is extremely hostile and cruel, conflicting with everything Nyzx believes in. He does everything in his power to keep his own personality, and that of the Darkness's, under control.
Short Bio: Nyzx and the Darkness have conflicted all his life. In very few, rare moments, the Darkness has taken control, and his alter personality rises completely to the surface without restraint from his main personality. These are moments Nyzx would very much like to forget, but the threat always remains that the Darkness will rise if he does not maintain control.
Notable Belongings: None.
Strengths: He is exceptionally mentally disciplined, staying calm in disasterous situations. He is also very observant, taking in many unseen details.
Weaknesses: He will go at great lengths to maintain his control over his emotions, oftentimes hurting himself in the process; not allowing himself to grow close to people and denying his own feelings. The Darkness that plagues him also takes a toll on his confidence and, at times, sanity.
Other: He, like other Zygoti, does not have a sense of smell or taste - his tongue's only purpose being to form words - and is color blind.

OOC: So far, all accepted. Interesting characters!

Also, shorty? In this RP, dark magic is something that cannot be used for good, even if someone tried to. So, even though James's intentions may be good, that power could easily make him do something he really wouldn't want to do. Just for future reference.

There's another user who would like to join, but she's on vacation for a week. When she gets back and creates her character(s), we'll start.

OOC: Well, necromancy is a branch of dark magic. It's not that it will "mess up"; it uses evil powers that, if exercised enough, could wield a mind of its own and control Reaper against his will. It's just how the RP works. Of course, Reaper doesn't have to know that the force he can control can't be used for good yet. He could try to, but in the long shot, it'll do more damage than help.
Sorry if this inconveniences you. Maybe as the RP progresses, he can discover a similar magic, but doesn't depend on evil forces?

I get in enough fights with my own characters; I don't need any trouble from you too, Reaper. ()

Spacer/Taler?: Taler
Name: Darin
Gender: Male
Species: Elven / Gryphon
Age: 21 (or gryphon equivalent)
Appearance: 2 forms; both have brown eyes & scar over left eye
Elven - average height for elf & dirty blonde hair; wears leather armor for light protection
Gryphon - average size for gryphon; tan/white/brown [PICTURE]
Personality: He's brave, tends to strategize, and is quite loyal to his friends. However, he's cautious around new people and holds a grudge against the humans. He's comfortable for serving as the occasional mount and prefers his gryphon form when he's alone or with those he trusts. He'll often use his elven form with strangers and social situations (such as selling his kills).

Short Bio: Though Darin is truly elven, his history begins with the gryphons that used to reside within Middle Kain. At a young age, these gryphons found him as a young gryphon cub. He only remembered his name, thus his original elven parents are unknown. They raised/trained him until he was about 10, when some humans came and took him away to a hostile land. These humans were the men of the “evil king person” (shorty) and he soon became the king’s pet. He was equipped with a gold collar and spent the next 4 years in a cage. At the age of 14, he started to discover his elven side. He then spent the next 2 years as both a elven servant and a gryphon pet. He was no longer caged, but rather locked in a room at night. At the age of 16, another servant slipped him the key to his collar and told him of a secret passageway to freedom. They attempted an escape together, though only Darin managed to get away. Before leaving the evil place, this servant told Darin of a village within the Middle Kain. This village of half-elves then became his family and he soon became the protector of said village. He defended it mostly via the air and occasionally served as a mount when needed. The claustrophobia, the scar, and the partial blindness are all a result of his experience in captivity. The scar was received while escaping and the claustrophobia is a side effect of being caged for many years.

Notable Belongings: leather armor, hunting bow, & scimitar (all only applicable to elven form)
Strengths: Ability to shapeshift, knowledge of the woods, swiftness, & hunting/tracking skills; also good with bow
Weaknesses: He can only shapeshift a few times a day, is claustrophobic, and is blind in his left eye. If mounted (gryphon form), his speed is lessened. He could only carry 1 heavy person, 2 people of average weight, or three people if they're light enough.

(Thank-you, CinderLover, for the fanart!)

OOC: Shape shifters are fine. Just have a few weaknesses to balance out that power; you know what to do.

OOC: Accepted, shorty. Gnomes are cool.

OOC: Indeed.

OOC: Sorry to double post, but I just wanted to announce that the RP is starting tomorrow.

ooc: Alright. I've been waiting for this to start.

OOC: Since my character sheets went waaaaay over the character limit(as in letters and numerals), I'll have to post the others here...


Spacer/Taler?: Spacer
Name: Grantenkrantenfluwp (Nickname: "Ten")
Gender: Male
Species: Fluwbabinflarfi (Fluwbabi for short)
*This species has no eyes, and can't detect electromagnetic energy(light). However, their antenna senses a different kind of energy unknown to most beings of the local galaxy cluster that can travel through all mediums(matter) and through a vacuum(outer space). They can see things that most others can't detect.
Age: Between young adult and middle aged
Appearance: Fluwbabi are bipedal creatures that are normally half a human's height. They stand slightly slouched, have two legs that have the extra joint you would find on a normal Earth quadruped, and two arms with long forearms that can move at any angle(think noodle arms). They have a wide mouth with big, sharp teeth that stick out at various angles, a snout that somewhat resembles a pig's, and two curvy antenna with wide segments and sphere-like tips. They lack eyes. The spine extends from the head to form a tail-like extension; they also have a short, rounded tail. For hands, they have a large suction cup with spikes that are made of crystal. The feet are similar, except that the "suctiony part" forms the front of the foot rather than the base. The ends of the tail and head-extension grow small, hard, green crystals. The skin color is blue, with green speckles around the torso and, occasionally, the face. Larger dark blue spots are found on the limbs. The belly and back have a violet hue.
Ten is just a tad shorter than most of his kind(the rest of his description is in "Notable Belongings")
Personality: Ten is childish, obnoxious, and unreasonably optimistic, treating every situation as if it were a field trip. Even in the most dire situations, he refuses to treat it as a "dire situation". This can annoy other beings to the point of exercising verbal, in some circumstances physical, attacks, and finds it hard to make friends. As for the friends he somehow does make, he's extremely loyal to them and rarely complains about the decisions they make. When he doesn't get his way, he's usually cool with it, and goes with the flow. Ten is also very adventurous.
Short Bio: Ten works on a small, rocky planet with no atmosphere and weak gravity. A valuable resource in the form of a crystal is mined there. As for his childhood, uneventful.
Notable Belongings: Ten wears a large, gray-green belt that covers his lower torso and has four pouches. Each pouch holds a small tool; a pickaxe, a nail, something between a hammer and an axe, and a device that resembles a laser but emits the same energy that his species detects(highly powered). He has thick, black gloves, and a gray hard hat with a single lens(emits that same strange energy) and two satellite-like attachments.
Strengths: Due to his physique, Ten can run at fast speeds for long periods of time(although his stamina is slightly reduced due to being shorter). He has a vast knowledge of chemistry, and, as stated before, can detect forms of mass and energy that other life forms can't. Also, his arms are so flexible that they're serpentine, and can reach places that are normally off-limits for anyone else.
Weaknesses: Although Ten's over-friendliness has helped, it also has a history of completely flushing negotiations down the waste disposal chamber. His childish nature generally makes him untrustworthy. Being blind to light, he can't detect some things others can; he's ran into something that would be obvious to us more than once. As for physical flaws, he's completely untrained when it comes to battle. He'll bravely(and blindly) rush into a fray, but he probably won't last five seconds...


Spacer/Taler?: Taler
Name: Ooden
Gender: Female
Species: Troll
Age: Middle-aged
Appearance: Ten feet tall, bulky and muscular(for a female), dark green skin, dull orange-brown eyes, two long flexible tails with muddy brown tufts of fur(has a large, bushy mane of the same color).
Personality: Ooden's the no-nonsense, get-it-done-with type. She rarely shows a sense of humor. Yet, she controls her emotions very well, not exploding with anger or trembling with fear.
Short Bio: She lived a fairly average life. Good parents and siblings(well, somewhat; they're siblings). She gets pay for her family by hunting boars, and is sort of a law enforcement type, taking care of any squabbles or thieves.
Notable Belongings: Carries a large wooden mallet around, and has wooden armor on chest and waist
Strengths: She's definitely a bruiser-type fighter. Her intimidating demeanor usually gives her the upper hand of a conflict.
Weaknesses: Being big and bulky, Ooden's movements are very slow. Also, she has a bit of a control issue that can occasionally get out of hand.

OOC: I appreciate your interest in my RP, but you need to make a few modifications to your character before I accept you. First of all, Icestorm can't have his spaceship on Kain, even if it doesn't fly; the space-time portal only sucks in lifeforms and smaller belongings(sorry that I didn't clarify this earlier). Second of all, there can't be only one weakness, especially since there are few, if any, volcanic regions of Kain. Maybe give him some character flaws; is he cowardly, or prone to anger? And think about his physical condition; is he lean, or scrawny, or a bruiser?
Once you get all that down, you're good to go. c:

We'll start later today.

ooc: yay! I can't wait!

OOC: That's better. Accepted!

As for everyone else, I'm very sorry for making you wait longer. I couldn't start the RP due to reasons concerning family(nothing bad, just important). When I got back home, I was too tired to write anything.
So, that aside, let's begin...


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The sun was peaking through the canopy, its rays of golden light giving the forest-- wet with morning dew-- a brilliant shine. Song birds flitted from branch to branch, whistling various tunes. Leaves rustled as rodents poked their whiskered noses in the soil, searching for delicacies that were previously hidden. The scent of moist grass and pine whisked through the atmosphere, so thick you could nearly taste it. In the distance, partially disguised by the trees, was a part of a great, solid white wall; it seemed to tear through the woodland, out into the far outreaches of the rolling hills of the Fields.
Sounds and shouts could be heard from behind it, but they weren't the things that disturbed the peaceful creatures from their morning errands. Birds darted into thicker tree cover. Ground-dwelling beasts bolted back into their burrows. The vibrations emitting from the strides of a large, heavy creature were felt. Tall bushes rustled and were pushed back by a beast-- a beast taller than any man. With its thick, bushy mane and greenish skin, it could have easily camouflaged with its surroundings. But it didn't. It just stomped its way through, its long strides brisk, its breath hot.
Its gender was quite difficult to tell. Wooden armor covered most of its torso(not to mention the huge, intimidating hammer resting on its shoulder). Its waist seemed feminine and slender, but its muscles were... well... large. Its species, however, was obvious. Pointy ears, tail(actually, two tails), hairy back, ten feet tall... definitely an earth troll.
So, the earth troll trudged along, not even bothering to look at the pretty scene that took so long for me to describe(fourth wall brake), and stared hard at every nook and cranny in the forest. It was looking for something. Eventually, that something was found: a large lump of bright green... something. It was certainly too bright of a green to have originated from the forest; heck, it was a neon green.
The troll sighed irritably. "Well, here's yet another one," it moaned, its voice gruff yet strangely higher-pitched.

ooc: It's alright. I'm sure everyone forgives you. I'm so happy about this starting!

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Alex woke up to the bright sunshine in her eyes but it wasn't just that. She felt shaking from the ground she slept on. She quickly stood up and grabbed her bow and arrows that were hanging on a branch nearby to her little home in the forest. It was more like a sanctuary from the looks of it. A round, flat area surrounded by trees and rocks of all shapes and sizes. She looked around before climbing a towering tree, trying to see what the ruckus was. When she reached the top she was breathing a little bit faster than usual. From this height she could see all around the forest.
She spotted something huge from a distance. "What is that? Is it dangerous?" She thought as she strained to get a better look. She saw that it had a muscular structure and determined it could be a giant or a troll. She had seen many giants pass through but not a troll. She climbed down the tree carefully to soon reach the ground. She took off from her peaceful sanctuary to investigate and to get some food for her breakfast meal.

He could not remember having fallen asleep, much less so on the ground. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was soft, green grass, speckled here and there with morning dew. Confusion momentarily flitted across his features before he erased the expression. Why had I been sleeping on the ground? Where am I? What happened?

Rolling over on his back he saw many tree branches obstructing the view of the sky. Was he in some sort of forest, perhaps? How had he gotten there? What if -

His face betrayed nothing, but his eyes shone with horror. It was gone the next moment, but the feeling still remained in him. Had the Darkness assumed control? He could never remember anything he had done with the Darkness in control just after he assumed consciousness again. It always came back in fragmented pieces at a later time. He stared blankly at the sky, not truly looking at anything, as he mentally checked himself. The Darkness didn't seem to be there. He knew it was always there, but it was quiet now. Strange, the Darkness's presence was usually still strong in his mind after its control of his mind slipped back to his own. It wasn't taunting him, sneering at him for his weakness, weakness that had allowed it to rise to the surface. But if it had not risen to the surface, why was he suffering from amnesia? And why was he lying on the ground in an unfamiliar terrain?

He tried to stand, but only fell back into a sitting position, as if he had just awoken from having lost consciousness. Crossing his legs, knowing it would be a short while before he would be able to stand properly again, he sat staring at nothing in particular, trying to piece together just what had happened for him to be here.

As a friend might have asked him, What have you gotten yourself into this time, Nyzx?

In Cyan's small hut, there was a small wooden table that looked very broken and on the floor Cyan snored loudly while he was curled up in nook of the hut. He began to wake up and blinked his eyes a bit. The wooden floor of his hut creeked as he jumped up onto his feet. He looked out the doorframe, which had no door, and looked around the dunes of sand. He slowly moved out of his hut to a palm tree next to his hut. He then looked over to the forest which was not that far from his hut. The forest did rustle with noise which Cyan thought was peculiar. He hadn't lived here long so he didn't know if that was normal, he thought if he should investigate or leave it.

OOC: M'kay. *looks up term, returns enlightened*


The earth troll snapped its head in the direction of the sharp noise, took a second to breath in any scent, finally grunting and turning back to the green lump. This one was obviously unconscious-- it wan more important to examine this one, to make sure it wasn't injured. Any other creature was to be taken care of later. It stomped to the unidentified object and keeled down, preparing for inspection.
From where Icestorm, Alex, or any other spectator could see, the troll jolted its head back in surprise, or disgust. "By the stars, that thing is ugly..." Definitely disgust.
Sighing once again, it laid its massive hand on the lump, and shook it violently. The correct thing to do would have been to carry the unconscious creature towards the nearest medic, rather than to shake the victim like a naughty pup. Despite this, it worked. The life-form yelped, scrambled away to the closest thing that looked close to a safety-point(a tree), and curled up in a ball.
"LLAMAS!!" it cried, shivering. "Th-th-there were llamas! Th-they were everywhere! Just circling and circling and circling!..."

While the green extraterrestrial continued to rant about its little flashback, a new creature appeared next to Icestorm. It was short, blue, and... oh gosh, it didn't have any eyes! "Wazzup?!"

Meanwhile, Darin (in his gryphon form) was flying over the woods looking for something to hunt. He caught sight of a deer and almost went for it, when something else caught his eye. Out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted the large troll in the distance. 'What the...,' he thought to himself. Deciding to investigate the large creature, he forgot about his prey and started flying towards the others. 'A troll? Here... in the woods?,' he thought as he flew closer and watched from the sky.

Nyzx felt a continuous tremoring in the ground. Had he hit his head when he had "fallen asleep"? No, no his mind felt quite clear now. He attempted standing, his legs quivering but he managed, nonetheless. Looking toward the general area where the shaking seemed to be coming from, he debated investigation. He was in an unfamiliar area, which made the concept of seeking out answers both agreeable and dangerous. He had no idea what dangers this place held. Still, he was no safer standing there, so he tentatively took his first steps forward, unsure what he would find.

Alex watched the troll from behind a tree. She had seen the creature start to rant about llamas. "Llamas?" She wondered. She climbed the tree and hid in it's branches to prevent being seen.

The green creature started to mutter something mostly incomprehensible(except for the words "llama", "cyborg", "space-pizza-saucers", "Planet Buster", and "Will Wright"), staring hard at nothing in particular with unmistakable terror. When he(its voice sounded masculine) started to calm down, he looked back at the troll, who was just standing there, with no apparent emotion.
"Are you... are you Steve?"
The troll blinked. "Ooden."
The creature paused, and furrowed his eyebrows. "... Huh?"
"My name is Ooden."
"Oh! Oh, yeah- uh, I'm Pehcook. Captain Pehcook." He forced himself to his feet, glancing around at his surroundings, obviously very confused.

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"Wha?- *PFFFHHT!*, I don'wanna hurtu!" The blue being exclaimed, its diction fast and meddled together. Somehow, it was staring dead-on at the Kaiju, despite lacking eyes. Honestly, it was kinda freaky. "You loog'lieg the type who'ould wanna hurt me! Wha'with all those claws an' teeth an' paws... Are you on'o'those reptile thingys?! Y'noh, who eat buildems an'stuff?!"


OOC: If anyone gets the reference in the first paragraph, brownie points for you!

"*PFFFHHT!* Im'a Fluwbabinflarfi, from'th planet Kolfreleftington! Mah'nam's Grantenkrantenfluwp!" It continued to blow raspberries in the air, its gray-green tongue shooting saliva-- at least it was likely to be saliva-- everywhere(including Icestorm). It was unarguably difficult to believe that the strange creature had any trace of sanity; then again, who can truly understand the antics of an extraterrestrial life-form?

Cyan decided to peek into the forest, the place was very ominous to him. Wow, this place is pretty dark... Pfft what am I scared of... There's probably more food in there.. Cyan thought as he slowly began to enter the forest. The forest was kind of scary, not scary enough to make him leave immediantly. Cyan began to slowly walk through the forest with horrid thoughts of large carnibourous creatures coming to mind.

As Darin approached the scene, he landed and watched from behind the trees. 'Hmm... a troll, a couple unknown creatures, and a Kaiju.,' he thought to himself. It was certainly a strange assortment of creatures and the majority of them appeared to be foreign to these lands. He was just about to shift, when he accidentally stepped on branch... revealing his position.

The branch Darin stepped on startled Cyan causing him to jump back and stop walking for a moment. He looked around and thought to himself that it must have been a branch snapping off and hitting the ground. Cyan continued walking into the vacinity of the other creatures, 'Hm... If there's anything out here.. It's probably not carnivourous. Cyan thought. He hadn't noticed any fruit trees so he continued but he began jogging this time.

Nyzx had perhaps overestimated his ability to stand. He had walked but several meters into the forest before his head became fuzzy and his vision blurred. His thoughts and his environment seemed distant, as if he was in that state of not quite asleep yet not quite awake. The Zygot leaned heavily on a tree, a hand to his forehead. He felt strange, like he wasn't even there. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his innermost thoughts, but the Darkness still was quiet. If it wasn't the Darkness, then why...? He never finished his thought. His vision went black, and for a split second he thought he was just blacking out for a brief moment, but the light never came back, and neither did his thoughts. Nyzx never felt himself hit the ground.