| [PLOT] The Gathering; Countdown to Eschaton: Awaiting Gathering | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: March 22, 2011, 1:55 pm (71 Views) | |
| Lord_Shadow | March 22, 2011, 1:55 pm Post #1 |
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The air was cool and refreshing, the sky was vast and open. The birds of the air sang their songs, the beasts of the field roamed about. It was just another day in paradise, another uneventful day. People gathered across the plains in several places in groups of varying size. Most came to celebrate the Festival of Creation, others simply came to admire the scene of the plains before them. Here was the place that all Mundus thanked the gods for. The beauty of the Zeronian Plains were unmatched, the sense of awe and wonder they inspired was unending. So naturally the thought of a small, yet incredibly violent, cosmic storm appearing out of nowhere and creating a portal to other worlds was not dwelt upon. The far east end of the plains experienced a surge of energy on a scale that no magic could ever hope to match. The energy was so vast that it ripped a hole in the essence of the world, a portal that led to worlds unknown. Everybody turned their attention from their own dealings to watch the portal. Portals to other worlds were nothing new to the people of Mundus. Great wizards made them all the time, to speak with beings from other realms of existence and forge contracts for power or knowledge and other such wizard-like things. But the portals they made were significantly smaller, shorter lived, and did not usually appear in the midst of the greatest landmark in the entire world. So naturally the people there wondered who was responsible for making this one. Little did they know that this portal was the first of many signs of the approaching end. Eschaton's countdown would begin, when all who were fated to come through from other worlds heeded the faint call of the gods. |
This is the end.All aboard the crazy train! CHOO CHOO! Next stop, the outer reaches of shattered sanity and DEATH!!! | |
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| Masterly | April 13, 2011, 9:08 pm Post #2 |
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Auric coughed and spluttered, gasping for air on the dusty Zeronian Plains. Sadly, this was normal for by now. After a good minute of futile flailing he realized that the trandimensional hop had ended and he was actually on solid ground. Rising awkwardly, he dusted off his clothing and hoped that no one had been around to see him. He would never get used to it, human bodies were simply not made for the sort of travel he had been subjected to. "I'll be having words with my supervisors," he muttered in vain. For that was all he could do. Not many would consider picking fights with incredibly powerful cosmic entities, and fortunately Auric was one of these people. Not that he hadn't tried of course. He just didn't get why they had to make a federal fucking issue out of everything he did. He set off immediately. The sooner he got off the dustball the better. The license was always malfunctioning these days, shunting him off to practically worlds seemingly at random. There he would solve a problem and 'miraculously' find that the license was once again in full functioning order. Even away from his homeworld did Fate seem to have a stake in him. |
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