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The Multiverse—a boundless expanse of worlds, each different from the last. These worlds, called planes, differ as widely as the imagination. One plane might be covered entirely in dense jungle, for example. On another, city has replaced nature entirely. Still others are volcanic, icy, barren, or more like our own world, with many varied elements.


Most planes are spheres with an atmosphere and one or more suns and moons; they resemble planets. But there is no law of physics common to all planes of the Multiverse. Planes can be infinite expanses of matter, tiny specks of empty space, or logic-defying inversions of normal reality. A plane can contain an entire, sprawling universe or nothing at all.


Only one thing unites all the planes of the Multiverse: mana, the energy that fuels magic. Mana infuses the land, and only those with a connection to the land can call upon its mana. Some planes are far richer in mana than others. On those planes, magic is powerful and commonplace. Elsewhere, where mana is scarce, magic is rare.


Average beings have no idea that planes exist beyond their own. They live their lives believing their world is the only world. Their perception is limited by the scope of their experience, cut off from the rest of the Multiverse. Only planeswalkers know the greater truth: that each plane is but one of many, and that only they can travel to planes beyond their own.


All planes are connected by the substance of the Multiverse itself: the Æther, called the Blind Eternities by planeswalkers—the only beings who ever see it. In this chaotic, surreal expanse of uncontained energy and matter, time, distance, and the senses have little meaning.


Their ability to cross the Blind Eternities is not the only thing that makes planeswalkers different from every other being in the Multiverse. That ability leads them to form connections with many different lands, to encounter hundreds or even thousands of different races and creatures, and to learn a vast array of spells—more than most archmages bound to a plane could ever hope to master.


The vastness of the Multiverse and the wonders it holds...that is what unites all planeswalkers, what drives them forth, through the Blind Eternities and into planes beyond their own.


note, not just planeswalkers can planeswalk, godlike beings and immortals can do, or just things summoned by planeswalkers


(stolen from http://archive.wizards.com/Magic/multiverse/planes.aspx)


you are one of these planeswalkers, your "spark" has just ignited, and your journey has just begun.


the planeswalkers spark, is something found in 1 in 300 sentient beings, but even then, these planeswalkers can live their entire lives without their spark igniting. the trick to igniting the spark, a moment of incredibly high stress. when this condition is filled, the sentient will be cast across the multiverse to a random location, be it a plain, or the blind eternities itself.


there are 5 colours of mana, each does its part in the multiverse

  • White, the color of order, healing, justice, and light but also authoritarianism, subjugation and beaurocracy. It's produced by plains.


  • Blue, the color of knowledge, reason, and trickery, the elemental power is water. It's produced by islands.


  • Black, the color of death, darkness, despair, selfishness, and amorality, but also individuality and ambition. It's produced by swamps.


  • Red, the color of chaos, destruction, war, and fury, as well as lightning and fire. It is the color of love and emotion, as well as freedom and warmth. It's produced by mountains.


  • Green, the color of life, nature, growth, instinct, and interdependence. It's produced by forests.


and a secret colour, purple, produced by twisted dimensions hidden deep within the truth of the blind eternity's, only accessible by destroying a plane.


there are an infinite number of planes out their, but some you should know our:


theros: a plane rather resembling ancient Greece, ruled by 14 gods, 5 for the single coloured "main" gods, and 9 lesser 2 colour gods. their was once 15 gods, sort of, a satyr planeswalker called Xenagos, got the idea into his head to become the red green god of revellers. he succeeded. however the other gods didn't like this, "upstart god". http://mtgsalvation.gamepedia.com/Theros


ravnica: long ago, this plane was ruled by 10 warring clans, but, then the war reached a stage where the very plane was at risk, so the 10 paruns, got together and write a powerful enchantment called the guild pact, which forced the 10 clans into a form of bitter peace, forced to use only to colours each to keep an order of balance.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravnica


mirrodin: a plane constructed by hand by a silver golem planeswalker named karn. every inch of the plane is a master piece, an artisan would cry to behold. however. "phyexians" evil mutated hybrid cyborgs, have been seeking to make the plane their own, the world is being controlled my memnarch, a phryexian golem once loyal to karn, whom is using the world as an experiment, abducting creatures from their native plane.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirrodin


shadowmoore/lorwyn: hidden deep in the blind eternities, that one would try hard to find, a plane where humanity has not blossomed hides. in habituated by several species, but mainly a xenophobic species called kithkin, maybe this lack of humanity is part of its charm? but the truly spectacular thing about it is its day and night cycle. in lowyn a day and a night last a month, and when night comes the inhabitants lose their memory of the day and become, bitter, evil and powerful. http://archive.wizards.com/Magic/magazine/article.aspx?x=mtgcom/daily/db8


Alara: a very bizarre plane, split into 5 shards by an interplaner storm called the maelstrom. each shard knows nothing of the other, and is limited to only using 3 colours of mana.


grixis: blue red black, a hellish world of undead


bant: blue white green, a world untouched by evil, filled with honour


Naya: red white green, a world filled with gargantuan beasts, which the locals praise as gods


jund: red, green, black, a war wrecked plane where dragons are treated as gods.


esper: blue black white, a world of invention, whom believe that etherium, a magic infused metal local to esper, is the ultimate enlightenment, and the locals infuse their own bodys, and those of the animals around, with etherium.


http://mtgsalvation.gamepedia.com/Alara


inistrade: a plane home to vampires, werewolf's, zombies ghouls and all sorts of unholy beings that feast upon mortal flesh. it is primarily a black and white plane, but other colours are present. the native humans find hope and power in their belief of the great angle avacyn, using their faith as weapons to protect against the dark horrors around them.


http://archive.wizards.com/Magic/multiverse/planes.aspx?plane=innistrad


races:


Humanoid races



[edit] Humanoid races without their own subtype



[edit] Humanoid races (in appearence only)



[edit] Sentient non-humanoid races



[edit] Non-Humanoid races without their own subtype



[edit] Crossbreeds



[edit] Animals



[edit] Animals (phantastical)



[edit] Plantlife



[edit] microorganisms



[edit] Artifact creatures



http://mtgsalvation.gamepedia.com/Races


I have in interesting idea with this rp... how about whenever a battle begins, we battle it out using online decks constructed and played in the online mtg deck builder. http://www.mtgdeckbuilder.net/Decks/EditDeck


if we decide on doing this, their will be a rule of no legendary creatures without reason to have them.


be polite


don't be afraid to have your character die, the multiverse is tragic


only make as many characters as you can use


minimal romance


please don't go on without me, I don't want to wake up to 42 pages.


this is, at the end of the day, my rp. I have final say
 
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the arrows flew past Pbtenchi, the elves laughed, and whipped the horses faster. "go away" Pbtenchi cried in vain as one went over his shoulder. he dashed behind a tree and carefully applied a glamor to himself making him look like an elf. "I wish I was anywhere but here" he thought to himself.
 
Buras landed hard on his back, knocking the wind out of him. Where was he? One second he was in his tent, the next he was... Where was he? Looking around he saw a tree, and another one, then another. What were the places called when there was more than one tree called again? Ax forest, ya he was in a forest. Slowly getting up, using his axe to help, Buras heres shouting and the pounding of hooves. Others? Come to greet him? He didn't know, so he just stood there waiting.
 
On top of a rock towering over his land, his territory. A proud dragons looks over his lands watching for anything that enters. He saw a few travelers and he took to the sky. He heard their conversation "We shouldn't be here what if the dragon sees us?" "Don't worry we'll be fine!" They had a caravan full of treasure and that treasure will soon be the Dragon's he swoop down if front of them swiping away and mercenary that drew his/her sword. They were easy to kill and he snarled at the rest that had surrendered "Who dares to enter my lands!" The travelers gulped and spoke "We're honest folk! We're just traveling to a city nearby!" The dragon laughed "If you think I'll let you through my lands without a price your dead wrong!" The coward as they spoke "What do you want?" They asked "I want all of your gold! And if you don't give it to me I'll kill you!" He snarled. A dumb mercenary spoke "We rather die than give you our treasure!" He looked at the boy who spoke "Fine then I guess everyone dies!" And he killed the rest of the caravan and flew of with the cart full of treasure.
 
Kleiss was walking around a village, under the curious eyes of mostly everyone. She sighed. Everywhere she went, it was the same. "Woah! Look at that giant sword!" she could hear a little boy say. Some adults were just asking theirselves how she could travel with a sword like that. It was right that her sword was big and heavy but with time, she got used to it. Then, there was a tapping on her shoulder. She turned around and saw a teen that seemed to have the same age than she had. "Excuse me... But isn't that sword heavy?" the teen asked. "Oh... I got used to it, it's not really heavy anymore" Kleiss replied and just walked away. She let out another sigh. Is it really that surprising? she asked herself.
 
He grabbed a bunny and glamored it to look like him and dashed away as fast he could, he saw another species he didn't recognise and instinctively ran towards him.
 
Suddenly, Buras saw something running, two actually. Both of them looked alike, like things he never saw before. One was running away, but smelled small, and furry. The other one, running towards him, smelled much closer to what it actually was. But Buras didn't know what it was, and there for saw it as a challange and wanted to hit it. Shouting, he swings his axe to intimidate the thing, and got itstuck in a tree. Prying it out, he settles to just shouting at it.
 
The dragon went into a cave and throws the cart into his large pile of gold and he walked over to it and rested on his pile of gold but he was conscious to anything that might enter his cave.
 
he tripped over a large root and feel flat before the ogre, the glamor faded, revealing his true appearance.
 
Buras stopped shouting when the thing fell. His first unknown challange, and it quite when he yelled at it. If everything was going to be like this, then he could survive. "You weak." Buras said, further expressing his dominance before simply ignoring the thing and walked away.
 
"No, you to small." Buras said over his shoulder. Why did the small always think they were bigger than others? Buras would never know and didn't care to find out.
 
Buras continued to walk, not noticing his head was now that of a horse's. It would probably come to bite him, but for now he sqw nothing wrong.
 
Buras walked into the forest, deciding 'Why not'? It was different from anything he had seen before. It was certainly a plus no goblins were in it, little pests.
 
(goblins in lowyn are special :) ) Pbtenchi heard a cry of "their he is!" and instantly started running before the rain of arrows flew at him as the elfs presumed their chase.
 
An arrow nearly hit Buras, instead landing quivering in a tree. Turning around, Buras sees the Elves, not knowing what they are, and once more sees a challange. Challange identified, he once more shouts at it, showing the power he had.
 
(elves are on every plane, but these ones have horns) "what is that thing?!" cried one of the elves. ins kin replied "I don't know, but its ugly, must be an eyeblight, FIRE!" they cocked their bows and fired
 
Buras saw the elves draw back on their bows, and had the sense to take cover. He continued his shouting until he saw an opening, then he ran at them, using the tried and true method of trying to hit his opponent as hard as he could.
 
he succeeded in taking down one of the elves horses- and the elf with it. "Arthur!" the other elf cried. "you will pay for this" it cocked its bow and fired without hesitation
 
The arrow hit Buras in the left shoulder. "YOU HURT BURAS!" he shouted as he swung his axe at the elf.
 

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