[RP] Brave New World: Rise of the Magi [Rated T]

[Ninaiso]

Arial Farrison
Wielder of the Amethyst Air Bow
Dorm Room - Oxford University
12:00 am, December 22nd, 2012

Arial finished her final stroke on the painting when her small clock dinged. She barley reacted, merely glancing to it.

Midnight.

She decided to sit back, almost holding her breath as she did something she thought she would never do... She waited for "the end of the world".
Yes she didn't believe in such a thing, but she really had nothing better to do this new years so she decided to humor the universe for a moment. But as she predicted... Nothing happened. She almost gave a disappointed sigh, but no big deal.

She stood and turned to get her sketchbook before the campus clock chimed. But something was off... The campus only had one chiming clock, and this chimed echoed, as if there were many. She stood, confused as she walked to the window. This eerie chill filled the air... She opened her window, peeking her head out to search for the sound.

Second chime... Goosebumps began to rise on her skin, her body overcome with that eerie feeling. Something was definitely off.

The third chime came and watch seemed to be a quiet night became one filled with screams of animals in the nearby woods, as well as the few hidden pets in the dorm. She turned toward the door as she heard the owners call for their pets to quiet, but to no avail. What was going on? Just all of a sudden, they were going crazy! The cats, dogs, birds, every animal wasn't just making noise, they were wailing in absolute terror.

On the forth chime she peeked out her door, seeing many other students doing the same. "Do you hear that?" one of them asked above the cries of the animals as they looked at her. "I think the entire country side hears it. What is going on?" She questioned, and the other simply shrugged.

On the fifth chime she then stepped out, but stopped as she felt a small shake in the ground. She looked to the student that talked to her, both of them with a similar expression; eyebrows knitted in confusion with slightly pursed lips.

She was about to ask if the other felt that, but was cut off as the sixth chime came and a larger tremor followed. "Earthquake!" the other called before darting back in their room. Arial did the same while she was steady on her feet and huddled under her desk, placing her hands over her head like she had done many times in a drill. Only this time... It was really happening.

Seventh chime, and a light caused Arial to open her mauve eyes that were clouded with fear. She looked to see many colors shining through her window. Was... Was that aurora borealis? But... She's no where near them! How could they...?

Eighth chime, the tremors worsened as she heard the sound of horrible cracking along with what sounded like trees falling. She would shut her eyes again, but for some reason she couldn't tears her gaze away from the strange light.

Ninth chime, the light intensified and she silently begged for this to be over. All of it, and for everything to be normal. She... She didn't want to die. There was so much she wanted to do! So much potential, so much life left... It couldn't end here!

Tenth chime, the light grew even brighter until it suddenly turned to a shade of... Amethyst. What..?

Eleventh chime. The entire building shook, things were falling and crashing in her room, she shut her eyes finally, dipping her head low and trying to block out all the chaos. God why... Why...!?

Final chime... There was sound of rushing air, as if the air itself was breaking, and then... Silence. Arial then ifted her head, eyes peering open. She had just a moment to see her room.

Then the earth shattered.

Everything around her cracked and broke as she felt such an energy release. In a surprised panic she jumped to her feet, and there she stood in nothingness... She looked around, her eyes catching on herself. All of her was... Amethyst? She was Amethyst in this white world. Where was she...? She looked around, eye ctaching a small gleaming amethyst light not far from her. Hope sparked in her heart as she stepped toward it. Yet all of a sudden she was hit with a wave of pressure. It was concentrating to her head, making her entire body heavy. The nothingness spun, and as she stumbled she reached for that light before blacking out...

[IOTA]

Bethany McNuggie
Thunder Lance
A dark room, Lynchburg Tennessee
12am Dec 22st, 2012



Crazy thing about DVD player clocks is they don't chime. Heck it didn't even beep at the still air once midnight finally did roll around. Instead Beth continued to fumble about in the darkness oblivious to the happenings of the end of times. She had wrapped up her business with the bathroom and was now trying to find her way back to the couch to lay down for a couple of minutes more when a sudden wrenching in her gut made her empty its contents on the carpet. It left an awful taste in her mouth but man she felt better!

Slowly she turned to make her way back to the bathroom to get a sip of water, just something to wash that taste out of her mouth, but she hesitated. Something felt off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but she was certain that something was wrong. Well, more wrong than completely ignoring your own vomit on someone else's floor for them to find it in the morning. Carefully taking a step forward proved more challenging as she could have expected, her food felt like it sank into the carpet ahead as if the ground were dissolving below it. A coyote howl caught her attention briefly before she saw something. Faintly in the dark a yellow light flickered. It danced like a haywire spark before erupting into a maze of shapes expanding outward along cracks and grooves that tore through the floor. All at once the floor gave away under Beth's feet and then-

All was dark again.

[DVB]

Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Ruins of Atlanta, US
Janurary 1, 2013- 6:00 AM

The sound of water... dripping... dropping...

The calming motion of the sea... the flow of rivers...

Diego stirred as his eyes slowly opened. He sat up and looked around. He was alone... literally. Despite the seismic activity and the cosmic events, the buildings remained the same. The lights were busted, but there was still a little power. He looked around. Everyone was gone... literally. They vanished. Diego got up and went outside. He checked his watch.

It was New Years Day at 6:00 AM. Diego attempted to use his cellphone, but it was dead... out of juice. Diego sighed and shivered as tears ran down his face. He was scared. However, he bit his lip and wiped the tears. Despite the truama, he realized he needed to move. Diego looked around as he slowly walked around the city. It was barely dawn, the sun wouldn't rise for a couple of hours. Despite this, he looked up and saw stars.

He saw them as you could see them in the sky without light pollution or anything. He gazed at them in wonder and awe. He then remembered the faint blue light. Something called for him. He began walking to a park nearby. Something stood, stuck on the remains of a fountain that still flowed. It was a weapon.

It was a staff. It was a quarterstaff to be exact. It appeared to be made out of a dark, smooth and strange-looking metal. However, what stood out were the two large ferrules of sapphire. The staff also had mystical looking symbols and a handle also made of sapphire. Diego climbed the fountain and pulled the staff.

When it came out, all went white for a moment.

Except for the others. He saw the others for a moment.

A wielder with a Scottish claymore adorned with garnets...

A wielder of a large dual-headed warhammer, resembling a gavel and colored of orange amber...

A wielder of a large jousting lance adorned with topaz...

A wielder of a double-edged axe with emeralds...

A wiellder of a strong English bow decorated with amethyst


Diego shook his head as the vision faded. He tested the staff. It felt... natural for him to use it. However, this was cut short as something moaned. Diego turned around and faced... a monster or a ghost of some sort.

It was humanoid, but it was like a living shadow. Translucent and gray, it was still solid based on how it removed a rock out of the way. It lunged at Diego, which Diego repelled it by swing his staff and some of the water hit the enemy.

Diego was amazed, but his fear won out and proceeded to fight the being.

((First monster encountered!

Name: Malignant Echo
Mythology origin: N/A
Description: Malignant Echos seem to be a malevolent entity formed from the dust of the surrounding environment and held together with trace amounts of magic. They are formed when people vanish through raw amounts of magic. When a person is forced out of the physical plane by certain magic, an impression of their body and spirit is filled. The void is filled with the trace amounts of magic and dust. Malignant Echos occur when the being is composed mainly of fear, anger and negative emotions, resulting in a shadowy echo of a person held by remains of the surrounding area and magic.
Weaknesses: None; physically weaker than a human. Can be defeated by an experienced fighter.))

[Descartes]

Eli Henderson
Owner of the Emerald Wood Axe
Ruins of Stilwater, US
Janurary 1, 2013- 8:00 AM

The rustling of leaves, the smell of naturally grow grass.

In his half conscious state Eli started to rub his figures together, but as he came to he was disappointed by the lack of paper between his fingers. "What in the name of 'nam happened last night?" Eli said as he pushed himself off the ground. First thing he noticed was that he was in the road. Second thing was that despite being in the middle of the road, nobody was honking at him.

Leaning against the fallen tree, Eli pulled himself up to see the city of Stilwater. No moving cars, no pedestrians, not even any gang members making their claims on the city. In his groggy state Eli looked at the tree and yelled, "You did this you bramble mucking twigmast!" He walked to his car, "Wait till I sick Rupert on ya!" But when Eli reached his truck, there was no stuffed parrot inside. "It got Rupert! Oh wally wally the tree got Rupert!" Shaking his fist Eli marched at the tree, "I'll keel ya myself ya waste of planks, I just needah-"

And that's then he saw it. Already stuck in the tree was an axe, one which was encrusted with emeralds and was double edged like one used for battle. "That'll work!" he exclaimed. With gusto Eli approached the axe and pulled it right out of the tree.

Then began to trip. He saw the silhouettes of others with weapons, every weapon like his, encrusted with a type of gem stone. But he snapped himself out of that mess quickly, he had a tree to destroy. Eli lifted his axe, too consumed with his desire to destroy the tree to notice the magic now flowing through him, and brought the axe down on the wood with the force of an angry god. "Take that ya tree!" Eli yelled, "shows you to steal my bird!"

From the cracks in the wood something started to seep out. Such a blatant show of supernatural power shocked Eli out of his tree hate. "What in the name?" Eli yelled, "is you the spirit of the tree?" The Malignant Echo moaned at Eli, and lashed out. Eli jumped back and brought his axe to bare, "Ah, a feisty one are yee? Geet ready to geet wrecked tree god!" Having gotten into many fights in his life, Eli was confident that he could trounce a mere tree spirit.


OOC: I know it's not really a tree spirit, that's just what Eli thinks. He's had many troubles with trees in his life...

[Ninaiso]

Arial Farrison
Owner of the Amethyst Air Bow
Ruins of Oxford University, UK
January 1, 2013- 7:00 AM

The sound of a calming breeze... The feeling of air hugging the skin... The smell of a fresh wind...

Arial slowly opened her eyes, the brown color of wood all she saw. She then immediately jumped up, hitting her head quite hard on the desk she seemed to still be under. "OW! Bloody little... What the...?" she said after a few rubs to the head. She adjusted her glasses and looked around to see she was still in her dorm room. Everything had fallen off the walls and shelves, which included her painting. She crawled out and walked to it before she gently picked it up from the floor and gave a small gasp at what she saw. It wasn't what she painted. It was some painting of what seemed silhouettes of six teens. They each looked like they were wielding weapons with jewels in them. One silhouette kinda resembled her and had what seemed to be an English Longbow with amethysts all over it. She stared with a confused expression before lying it aside and looking out the window. The world looked amess with cracks in the ground and fallen trees. It was eerily silent. Nothing, not even animals made a sound. "Becky!" She called out. Nothing. "Becky! Someone? Anyone!" Silence.

Then, her eyes caught a gleam of something. It was some sort of object with that Amethyst glow she saw before. It was leaning against the tree in the central square not far from her. She felt a pull, a yearning in her heart to go get it. She turned around, but stopped herself from darting out when she realized she was still in her nightgown. She quickly went to her closet and changed into her usual outfit. Surprisingly her clothes were untouched. She put on her long sleeve sky blue shirt and long flowing white skirt, along with her white socks and black dress shoes. She walked to her desk she was under earlier, even more surprised to see her jewelry and hair clips untouched. She clipped her bangs to the left as usual and put on her favorite amethyst necklace. Hey, if she ended up dying, at least she would die looking decent. After that she went out and down the stairs, as she noticed earlier her light wasn't on, nor was any light for that matter. She hurried out to the central square, panting a bit from her run. After a small rest she looked at the object. It was an English Longbow, decorated in real Amethyst jewels. It was gorgeous... She gently picked it up, feeling the real wood and jems.

But suddenly... All went white. She gave a small startled gasp and quickly looked around. She saw... Silhouettes. Silhouettes wielding weapons just like the strange picture! Her eyes looked to them all. A wielder of a Scottish Claymore adorned with garnets... A wielder of a large dual-headed warhammer, resembling a gavel and colored of orange amber... A wielder of a large jousting lance adorned with topaz... And a wielder of a double-edged axe adorned with emerald... She then looked down to her strong English Longbow that was adorned with Amethyst... Then suddenly everything disappeared and she was back at the square. She could hardly believe any of this. She had to be dreaming. Yet here she was, standing in a wrecked abandoned world with a strange weapon in her hands.

She heard a growl. It was low a rumbling behind her. She swiftly turned, eyes darting to land upon this misty grey figure. She froze, staring at it with wide eyes. It slowly advanced and she jumped back. Damn, what now!? This stupid bow had no arrows! "Stay back!" she yelled, but to no effect. It suddenly lunged and Arial took in a sharp breath. Then, it was if instinct took over. She reached behind her back like she was pulling a bow out of a holster. She felt a rush of energy going through her body so fast and then straight out of her palm. Wind whipped up fast and formed an arrow of air in her hand. She drew it back in the bow, to which the jems on the bow began to glow. She released and the arrow grazed the figures shoulder. It let out a cry and Arial stared wide eyed at her bow, which had ceased glowing, and then to her hand. "What in George's bloomers?" she said to herself.

No time to ponder what just happened. The creature was coming at her again! It's fight or die now!

[IOTA]

Bethany McNuggie
Topaz Thunder Lance
Ruins of a dark room, Lynchburg Tennessee
7am Jan 1st, 2013

A faint trickle of light was enough to wake Beth from her deep sleep. She groaned and lied there unmoving for quite some time. Finally with a grunt of effort she sat up and looked at the room she was in. What a dumpy party. Like, seriously. It looked like everyone had cleared out of there already which was fine by her, Beth felt like if someone said so much as a word to her she'd break their nose. The pizza had been cleared off the table, there was a dried splotch of vomit (ugh, some people), and there was this gaping hole in the roof letting in all the sunlight. Wait, what? The girl might not be the most observant but even she could tell something was amiss with the suddenly redesigned ceiling structure.

"What the ffffffffff--" she trailed off as she inspected it. When did this happen? Where was everybody? What had she just slept through? She stood there barefoot on the carpet for a moment all the while rubbing her nose distractedly. The lightning! It must've blasted a hole in the roof so awesome that everyone was still outside staring at it. And they'd brought the pizza! It was sound logic considering the circle of friends she had decided to hang out with tonight. Forgetting her shoes for the moment Beth headed outside barefoot eager to see this spectacle from the other side. Swinging the backdoor open she was disappointed to find nobody. Not a single person. The disappointment was short lived though because something even better caught her eye in the distance.

A about fifty yards out lay in smoldering ruins, no doubt it was on the receiving end of some seriously wicked storm based light show that Beth would have killed to see. "Ha-ha-holy crap!" the redhead chuckled as she approached the charred remains. But there was something else going on here. The closer she got to the tree the more she started to see something had been forced down into it. It was in there pretty good too by the looks of it. Whatever it was it was it had a clearly defined handle pointing skyward. 'Ah man, this is like that one hammer hero movie guy!' she thought to herself as she stood in front of it. She grasped the handle tightly but was surprised to find it came out much easier than anticipated. It was really quite something, whatever it was. Beth wasn't so up to speed on all that nerd stuff but she was recognized this as a pointy thing to hit people with from medieval times but decorated with some diamonds or something. A lance adorned with inset topaz gems.

She gave it a couple of swings admiring how easy and natural it felt in her hands, though she had no idea how to actually fight with such a naturally cumbersome weapon. What had it been doing here anyways?

A groan alerted her that she wasn't alone. "Oh, there you gu--" she stopped mid sentence as she turned to find a shadow of a man standing before her. "Uh, well hi." she said with a hint of confusion. "You lost?" The shadow gave no answer. "Um, is this yours?" she asked giving the lance a shimmy. Still no response. Bethany stood there for several uncomfortable moments with this total stranger. "Well alright then, guess I should be going then." As nonchalantly as possible while holding a bright orange stabber-on-a-stick she slowly walked back to the house. The echo took after her, charging at her with an unnatural gait. With luck Beth was able to whirl around and bring up the lance across her front in defense. The full force of the echo's body came crashing into the lance but Beth held her ground pushing back on the lance caught between them. She reeled her head back and brought it down into a full force headbutt that sent the echo staggering back. Catching herself on her back foot Beth eagerly braced herself for a fight, she took on a battle ready stance with her eyes fixed on the dark figure before her; oblivious to the sparks that started to dance along the length of the lance.

[Dragon Master Mike]

Name: Chris Pinasco
Weapon:Garnet Fire Sword
Location: Staten Island, NY
Time: 12:00 AM December 22nd, 2012

The crackling of a fire... Its soothing Warmth...

Chris quickly opened his eyes. He slowly stood up, trying to remember what had just happened. After a few seconds of thinking, the memories came flooding back. He ran over and flipped the light switch, but the lights would not turn on. He knew that there was no power, but he attempted to turn it on anyway. He found no success. He found his Iphone, but it would not turn on either. He looked out the window to see all the other lights in the area were also out. He noticed something else however. At first it appeared to be nothing more than a red speck, but as Chris focused on it, he realized it was an actual object lying in the street. Chris was instantly interested, and decided to go to it. He walked downstairs and found a flashlight. He tried to turn it on, but it would also not work. Chris was confused. He did not understand why not even battery powered electronics weren't working. He did not dwell on the thought too long however, and chose to light a candle.

He proceeded to leave his house and walk down the street, keeping his eyes glued to the red object. The closer he got, the darker the object seemed to get. Eventually, when he was only a few meters away, the object was barely visible. Eventually, he reached it. He bent down, holding the candle closer in an attempt to identify it. It was a sword, long and sharp. Chris wondered how it ended up where it was. He was about to pick up the weapon when he dropped the candle on it. He quickly reached down to grab the candle, hoping that it wouldn't go out. Chris was shocked to see that, although the candle was no longer touching the metal, Flame still flowed from where the candle had touched.

Chris picked up the sword, surprised by the warmth of the handle. The sword had weight to it, yet did not feel heavy or uncomfortable to hold. He starred at the spot of flame flowing from the blade, both curious and confused. Suddenly everything flashed white. Chris rubbed his eyes, surprised at the sudden bright light. As he opened his eyes again, He saw 5 shapes. He had just enough time to recognize them as humans before they began to fade. Chris was even more confused now. He was so confused it hurt his head to even attempt to comprehend what had just happened.

He turned to head back to his house. As he turned, he saw something. From an alley to his right, he saw something moving. He turned his head just in time to spot a grey shape darting towards him. Chris did not notice until the last second what it was. It was not even human. It did not even appear solid. It appeared more of a mist than a solid, as if the shape would disperse if touched. It did not disperse however. It took Chris off guard, knocking him to the ground. As the creature leaped onto him, Chris did the only thing he could think of. Lying on his back and watching the creature coming towards him, He swung the sword up towards it. As he swung it, the small spot of flame spread, Engulfing the entire blade. The creature burst into flames, falling down on top of Chris. He panicked, anticipating the burning pain of the fire. But none came. In seconds, the fire dissipated, leaving him in total darkness. Even the flame on the sword had gone out. No trace of the creature remained.

[Yubel Impact]

Halt Gao
Amber Hammer
Alaskan Wilderness
12:00 am, December 21st, 2012

The feeling of soft dirt underfoot

The sensation of the strong rock wall to be clung too

Halt snapped his eyes open, panting harder and shaking. The world seemed to be spinning all around, nothing had a footing. He could barely see straight. Halt managed to pick himself off the stone a bit, before teetering, and falling back onto the rocks. "Ow!" he yelped, rubbing his butt. He got up again, and looked around more. Something was wrong...he looked around, running in a circle. "Wait...STAR!" he shouts. "STAAAAR!" he shouts louder, and looks around quickly. The mewing he was so used to hearing, was gone, completely gone. He turned around again again, and looked down from the cliffs. The lights from his house were completely out. He gulped, scared majorly. "DADDY!" he shouts down, knowing his father could normally hear him. No sounds. He looks around more, and saw his blankets were gone. The cold began to bite into his flesh and arms.

Halt shivered, and looked around, his nose twitched in the cold. Something felt off...he looked around, and noticed something along the cliff below him. A red and gold shaft seemed to be sticking from a crack along it, with the head of whatever it was still under the rocks. Something felt..calm about it, like it wanted him, or something along those lines. He began to slid down to the hilt, and gently stood on it. He suddenly felt the earth, the power, and his body shook as it filled his soul. He saw images all over.

A wielder of a Scottish Claymore adorned with garnets... A weilder of an Englihs Longbow, covered in amethyists... A wielder of a large jousting lance adorned with topaz... And a wielder of a double-edged axe adorned with emerald... and a wielder with a long staff, set with shappieres.

Halt snapped back to where he was, and looked at the rocks. It was thin and weak along the shaft's end, whatever it could be. He grabbed the shaft, and yanked back hard, crying as it was thrown out and it hit a place near his head. it was a BIG hammer, about as tall as he was, with topazs and amber all along a golden hued gavel head. He blinks, and tries to lift it. it FELT right, but it seemed heavier than he could lift. he groaned, loudly, and tried to lift it. "Damn...it..." he groaned, before turning around for some help. He screamed as a shadow, or shade being, lept at him. Halt barely managed to roll away, the hammer still stuck, and tried to lift it again. "Not good not good!"

[DVB]

Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Ruins of Atlanta, US
January 1, 2013- 6:10 AM

Diego was amazed at just how well the weapon responded to him. While he was sure he was still an amateur, it also felt natural. It was as if the weapon was made for him and him alone. The Malignant Echo attacked in an erratic frenzy, swinging its arms around. Diego simply blocked it with the staff before deciding to end it. He remembered how the staff ended up spewing water. Diego focused and felt a minor draining sensation. If one could see it with enough focus, arcs of strange misty energy went from his fingers to his staff and water spewed out, causing the Echo to lurch back before Diego went and finished it by whacking it with the staff.

The echo vanished into the air like dust. Diego let out a breath as he sat. Well, now what? he asked himself mentally before he saw the light of the weapon glow. The gemstones of each weapon glowed before a colored light arced in a direction somewhere south-west, coming from the weapon.

The colored light enveloped them before they also found themselves flowing through the light. Despite the experience, the light provided them with a glow of warmth and comfort as they saw themselves headed to what looked like Mexico. Diego saw that there were others like him before he turned up. He saw the stars. There was no longer light pollution and the ozone layer was restored. This gave him and the others who looked up a wonderful view.

Eventually, they landed...

Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Zona del Silencio, Mexico
January 1, 2013- 5:10 AM

Diego looked around. There was plenty of desert around. Near his foot laid a sign that was knocked down. It read "Zona del Silencio". Diego's eyes widened. It was the Zone of Silence, a supposed strange part of Mexico. He looked around and saw the others beginning to come to.

Their weapons glowed once more as a sandstorm kicked in, forming a hexagonal step-pyramid. Each one was lined with designs pertaining to their element and the color of their weapon, indicating which path they needed to take. Once they climbed up and reached it, they found themselves in a small room, with a massive multi-colored stone in the center.

Suddenly, a divine and compelling voice rang out.

INTRODUCE YOURSELVES, CHOSEN WIELDERS

Diego licked his lips in anticipation before deciding to go first.

"My name is Diego Vendrix and I carry this... Sapphire Staff," he began.

[Descartes]

Eli Henderson
Owner of the Emerald Wood Axe
Ruins of Stilwater, US
January 1, 2013- 8:00 AM

The echo rushed toward Eli with ghostly fury, but this wasn't the street savvy youth's first rodeo. As the echo fell towards Eli, the axe owner swung upwards. Ectoplasm spattered off the echo as it fell back, and Eli gave whoop of victory. "Now ya falbled mined tree spirit, git chopped!" From the axe's high swing, Eli brought it down on the weakened spirit. The gems on the axe glowed as the echo was cut, and as the echo was chopped in two it dispersed into dust.

"HA!" Eli yelled, axe and fist raised, "I'm frakking invincible, I dare you to strike me down ye fearsom god!"

And with that the emerald axe glowed, and Eli was swept up by the guiding light.


Eli Henderson
Owner of the Emerald Wood Axe
Zona del Silencio, Mexico
January 1, 2013- 5:10 AM

Landing in the desert, Eli was more than a little bit confused. "Oh no no no," he said as he looked around frantically, "they were right, aliens do exist." His shock only grew as the temple rose from the sandstorm, just like in his uncle's alien shows. "Well," Eli thought out load, "time to give these aliens a violent hello from the human race."

Eli didn't climb the pyramid, but ran up it as fast as he could. When he got there he saw a massive ,colorful stoneand heard the words.

INTRODUCE YOURSELVES, CHOSEN WIELDERS

"Knock knock alien, I'm Eli Henderson and welcome to earth!" And with that said Eli rushed the stone.