SkyGinge
Sad Shroom
There is an ancient tale that runs rampant through our people, like some kind of infection spreading across the fields, or perhaps an ink splot making its blackening trail across a strip of parchment. With this new 'science' that certain officials have begun to preach, it is easy for one to forget that for centuries, this story was considered a factual account of the creation of our world. Everybody has heard of it: from the smallest of babes to the elderly war veterans on their restoration islands, each and every tongue of every fellow Surfacer can spurn the timely tale. Its comprehension is almost genetic.
The tale states that in the beginning, there was nothing. Nothing but a barren plain, stretching out into all eternity. And then, forming out of this nothingness, there came six titans, six spiritual deities created in the form of an element. In an explosion of screaming flames came Irrea, spirit of fire; liquid bonded together to make the watery flesh of Licia; a vacuum of wind shaped Vequa, titan of wind; rocks, sands, dirt, dust, physical atrocities swirled and twisted together, melding the earthen form of Teztra. Light flashed forth to create the body of Blistus, and to counteract perpetual blinding, the being of darkness, Aekrius, was formed.
Together the six titans existed in perfect harmony, never questioning their quaint existence, up there, all alone in the stars: they found perfect solitude in their bizarre seclusion.
But even the Gods are not exempt from the perpetual violence that has infested our lands, and some unexplainable atrocity turned the titans against themselves. Light and dark clashed together; elements crashed and whizzed and splashed and flared against each other, the entire universe now a chaotic battlefield. Until finally, all six titans simultaneously clashed. There came a sudden deadlock, as their bodies began to combine and swirl: now their fighting days were over, and they now found themselves as pawns in some greater creation scheme.
Trapped within themselves, their bodies intermingled, their precious elemental formations crumbling and swirling together. Beautiful chaos, wonderful death: for in the titans demise, our world found its formation.
When the fanfare of silent finality rang, there was left a sphere of six seas. Above, a sea of light so bright it brings forth the morning and the day, deep below, a sea of darkness, darkness so strong it fights off the light to bring night-time. And in the middle, four interlocking regions: a sea of fire, a sea of clouds, a sea of sand and a sea of water. All separated by the thin veins of oblivion. In the void that once was Vequa's body, fire and water had cancelled each-other out, leaving only the shredded earthen mesh of Teztra's corpse to be crudely distrubuted across the seismic oceans, forming the islands and landmasses that we inhabit in this day and age. Life: the titans' final gift, and then they faded away.
Don't know about you, but that sounds a hell-of-a lot more exciting than this tedius 'science' nonsense.
Bunch of unimaginative cretins...
The Hexosphere has been in a perpetual state of war for as long as records show. But then, 24 years ago, a group called The White Guardians managed to unify all nations. Now there is unfamiliar peace, but over the past decade there has been growing unrest. The government are notoriously harsh against all crime: even the smallest of legal discrepancies can hand you a harsh sentence. Magician's institutes claim up those lucky few capable of magic and train them for their own safety and future. Yet amongst the poor, there are many such trouble-makers: pirates, bounty hunters, assassins, thieves, fighting magicians, an entire plethora of rogues who dare to stand up to the government's oppressions. And yet mysterious, not a single prison's whereabouts are known...
The Kael festival of unity: a famous Vequan celebration for the anniversary of world peace. There are markets, stalls, events, all festivities, and people of all different races from all over the world head there to buy, sell and enjoy themselves. Yet this year, a series of dramatic events will unfold, to criminal, magician and every-day folk alike. A chain of discoveries that will change the lives of those caught up in its wake.
With the fate of an entire planet to fall at your hands, and terrible secrets to unveil, will you join the adventure?
~About this RP~
The Hexosphere Chronicles is an original and dynamic RP that crosses a multitude of genres. Most prolifically, it is a fantasy RP, due to the inclusion of fantasy races, magic, the fantastical setting and a storyline with many fantasy elements. But in addition it also has both elements of steam-punk and dystopia. The plot will provide an interesting mix between both character-driven interactions, and combat. Thus, there's a lot of diversity to be had, and there's enough hear to cater for many different interests and the like!
Although there will be an integral plot direction that I will always push and guide towards, subplots will be highly encouraged. Naturally, with such a large world to explore, I need most people together in the same place to ensure that people can interact and don't get overwhelmed by freedom, but I love and appreciate any ideas you guys can provide. Thus, The Hexosphere Chronicles will be both linear and freeform.
Our goal will be to construct an interesting, fun and in depth writing community full of character-driven action and adventure. If you don't think you can manage that, then this RP probably isn't for you. Similarly, there will be some quite dark plot points involved, and some potentially more mature themes, just to warn y'all!
The tale states that in the beginning, there was nothing. Nothing but a barren plain, stretching out into all eternity. And then, forming out of this nothingness, there came six titans, six spiritual deities created in the form of an element. In an explosion of screaming flames came Irrea, spirit of fire; liquid bonded together to make the watery flesh of Licia; a vacuum of wind shaped Vequa, titan of wind; rocks, sands, dirt, dust, physical atrocities swirled and twisted together, melding the earthen form of Teztra. Light flashed forth to create the body of Blistus, and to counteract perpetual blinding, the being of darkness, Aekrius, was formed.
Together the six titans existed in perfect harmony, never questioning their quaint existence, up there, all alone in the stars: they found perfect solitude in their bizarre seclusion.
But even the Gods are not exempt from the perpetual violence that has infested our lands, and some unexplainable atrocity turned the titans against themselves. Light and dark clashed together; elements crashed and whizzed and splashed and flared against each other, the entire universe now a chaotic battlefield. Until finally, all six titans simultaneously clashed. There came a sudden deadlock, as their bodies began to combine and swirl: now their fighting days were over, and they now found themselves as pawns in some greater creation scheme.
Trapped within themselves, their bodies intermingled, their precious elemental formations crumbling and swirling together. Beautiful chaos, wonderful death: for in the titans demise, our world found its formation.
When the fanfare of silent finality rang, there was left a sphere of six seas. Above, a sea of light so bright it brings forth the morning and the day, deep below, a sea of darkness, darkness so strong it fights off the light to bring night-time. And in the middle, four interlocking regions: a sea of fire, a sea of clouds, a sea of sand and a sea of water. All separated by the thin veins of oblivion. In the void that once was Vequa's body, fire and water had cancelled each-other out, leaving only the shredded earthen mesh of Teztra's corpse to be crudely distrubuted across the seismic oceans, forming the islands and landmasses that we inhabit in this day and age. Life: the titans' final gift, and then they faded away.
Don't know about you, but that sounds a hell-of-a lot more exciting than this tedius 'science' nonsense.
Bunch of unimaginative cretins...
The Hexosphere has been in a perpetual state of war for as long as records show. But then, 24 years ago, a group called The White Guardians managed to unify all nations. Now there is unfamiliar peace, but over the past decade there has been growing unrest. The government are notoriously harsh against all crime: even the smallest of legal discrepancies can hand you a harsh sentence. Magician's institutes claim up those lucky few capable of magic and train them for their own safety and future. Yet amongst the poor, there are many such trouble-makers: pirates, bounty hunters, assassins, thieves, fighting magicians, an entire plethora of rogues who dare to stand up to the government's oppressions. And yet mysterious, not a single prison's whereabouts are known...
The Kael festival of unity: a famous Vequan celebration for the anniversary of world peace. There are markets, stalls, events, all festivities, and people of all different races from all over the world head there to buy, sell and enjoy themselves. Yet this year, a series of dramatic events will unfold, to criminal, magician and every-day folk alike. A chain of discoveries that will change the lives of those caught up in its wake.
With the fate of an entire planet to fall at your hands, and terrible secrets to unveil, will you join the adventure?
~About this RP~
The Hexosphere Chronicles is an original and dynamic RP that crosses a multitude of genres. Most prolifically, it is a fantasy RP, due to the inclusion of fantasy races, magic, the fantastical setting and a storyline with many fantasy elements. But in addition it also has both elements of steam-punk and dystopia. The plot will provide an interesting mix between both character-driven interactions, and combat. Thus, there's a lot of diversity to be had, and there's enough hear to cater for many different interests and the like!
Although there will be an integral plot direction that I will always push and guide towards, subplots will be highly encouraged. Naturally, with such a large world to explore, I need most people together in the same place to ensure that people can interact and don't get overwhelmed by freedom, but I love and appreciate any ideas you guys can provide. Thus, The Hexosphere Chronicles will be both linear and freeform.
Our goal will be to construct an interesting, fun and in depth writing community full of character-driven action and adventure. If you don't think you can manage that, then this RP probably isn't for you. Similarly, there will be some quite dark plot points involved, and some potentially more mature themes, just to warn y'all!