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

[DVB]

In the universe, there are many forces. The two balancing forces that did a dance between the cosmos are the Holy Light and the Sacred Darkness. Over the billions of years, galaxies formed, worlds were created and eventually sentient beings formed. However, perhaps one of the greatest creations from the union was the birth of magic. Magic became a fundamental force on its own and worked to help advance life. To guide the universe through these times, the forces created avatars. The avatar of the Holy Light was Daema while the avatar of the Sacred Darkness was Sevuch. The two spread across the universe and helped life cultivate through the power of magic.

Life grew and eventually much of the cosmos lived in peace and harmony. However, not all was well. Unlike those of the ethereal plane, the mortals were susceptible to corruption. Order and Chaos did not always play well and the two would take on different forms and appearances to try and dominate the other. It wasn’t long before Daema and Sevuch stepped in. However, not even they remained untouched.

It was stated that despite their victory, nothing was ever the same for Daema and Sevuch. It was believed that Sevuch starting to become corrupt. That the Sacred Darkness was becoming corrupted. Over time, much of the universe became shrouded in the darkness that was losing its kindness. Eventually, the war between was inevitable. Worlds united under their different gods and fought. Worlds shattered, galaxies were destroyed and the amount of life lost was beyond measurement.

Eventually, the final attack led by them atomized everything. The strike caused by them was known by many names, but its current name was the Big Bang. The universe was reset and much of what previously existed was lost. Daema and Sevuch were too tired. Most of the magic spent was used to recreate the universe and were the only beings left.

It was then that Daema decided to leave the future to the hands of the mortals. She used Sevuch’s magic against him and by combining the light and the dark, she took the primordial elements and transformed them into superweapons. They were wielded by chosen warriors, people who survived because of their moral strength. Using it, they assisted in sealing Sevuch into a small body orbiting an infant planet, forever to slumber.

However, much of Sevuch’s darkness remained and so Daema spread her light and she sealed herself with the weapons inside the world to slumber while her spirit fused with the nearby star. This world was Earth, 4.6 billion years ago, the body was the Moon and the star was the Sun. The survivors settled on the planet and manage to survive despite its young state. However, it was revealed that Sevuch’s forces were not finished.

They came back and fought against many of the life forms there. These ancient civilizations were in ruin, but the people would not die. Eventually, the dark forces resorted to banishing many of the races. However, their children survived and bred with the one race immune to the banishment, humanity. Much of the structures were destroyed, but the temples survived and vanished, hiding away the secrets.

The survivors became god-like in the eyes of primitive man and taught skills and to make civilization, resulting in the 2nd age of civilization on Earth. Some of the more influenced civilizations were those of Ancient Egypt and Mesoamerican. These survivors spread their knowledge, but soon they died out and the secrets of the truth were hidden. The last survivor, the one known as the Prophet, was born of mysterious circumstances and attempted to spread the secrets, but the knowledge was distorted and after his death, it was the end of an age.
Despite the attempts to make the great secrets lost, they still survived and one was on the Catalyst. The awakening of the ancient weapons. Using humanity’s current calendar, in the transitioning to the Winter of two thousand and twelve revolutions after the death of the Prophet, the spirit of Daema will awaken the weapons. Much of humanity, those who carry the blood of the ancients will vanish, kept in a limbo until their ancestry is revealed, leaving few survivors. However, those who inherited the will of the warriors from long ago will be called upon. They will roam the world and free Daema, so she can finally finish her duty.

You are one of these six heroes.

You are one of the few who can still wield magic and be called the Magi. When the Trials to decide the fate of the world and the cosmos begin, you will find yourself alone with your fellow heroes. But fear not. Spirits long dormant will awaken and guide you through your quest.

However, young heroes, be wary. History is written by the winners and not all is clear as you commence your journeys.

This is a brave new world.

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All right everyone! Let's begin this RP!

Chris Pinasco (dragonmaster715); Wielder of the Garnet Fire Sword
Halt Gao (Yubel Impact/Delta Hunter); Wielder of the Amber Earth Hammer
Bethany 'Beth' McNuggie (IOTA); Wielder of the Topaz Thunder Lance
Eli Henderson (Descartes); Wielder of the Emerald Wood Axe
Diego Vendrix (DVB); Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Arial Farrison (Ninaiso), Wielder of the Amethyst Air Bow

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((Okay. We start our posts by stating where our characters are and what they are doing as it approaches midnight and discussing the whole 'end of the world' thing. We're going for eastern standard time for right now. Next post, countdown begins and so does the end times...))

Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Christmas Party- Atlanta, GA
December 21, 2012 11:57 PM

Diego Vendrix awoke from his slumber. He seemed to have taken a nap. The Christmas party was in full swing. He shook his head as he got up from the sofa and was careful not to disturb any of the people ended up falling asleep, either from actually being tired or passed out from drinking too much eggnog, cider or coffee drinks mixed with cream liqueur.

He looked at the grandfather clock near him. It was about three minutes until midnight. Diego looked at the clock and realized what day it was. It was the Winter Solstice. He looked outside. The sky was unusually beautiful. It was supposed to be on this day that the 13th boktun would end. The supposed end of the world. While Diego was a spiritual person, he didn't believe anything large would happen. That didn't mean he didn't want something to happen. Diego felt he was in a rut and he felt that a change would be nice.

A change is what many would get.

[Yubel Impact]

Halt Gao
Amber Hammer Weilder
Starry Night-Alaska Wilderness
11:50 PM Dec 21st, 2012

"I'm heading out daddy! I need to see the stars now or else it'll be too late!" called what looked like a young boy to his father, who was busy on the couch, talking to his thrid girlfriend, a beer in one hand.

"Alright Halt *hiccup* just be back...before...beddy time" the man slurred back, before returning to his girlfriend, who was also throughly drunk. The boy put his hands into the sleaves of his black sweatshirt, and start scratching at the large scabs that had formed from his last times scratching himself. They traveled the length of his arms, though the deeper scars were at the thicker parts of the arm right before the elbow. He shivered at the pain, and pulled the hood lower over his face and eyes. A soft mewing sound echoed from the small bulge at the chest area of his shirt, but Halt merely shhshed it quietly.

"Black Star, shhh. Please." he begged the kitten, and she seemed to quiet down. Only a little bit though, she hated silence. Halt knew he had to ask fast at that point. He ducked out the silder door, and ran into the nearby woods. His sweatshirt's back design was the only part of his outfit that could be seen well in the dark night, a bright white star in the center of his shoulder blades. The same star was on the back of his black fingerless gloves, but those he left behind in case he got them dirty on the rock wall. His black short fluttered a bit in the wind, riding up a bit on his pale legs, but that he ignoreid, no one ever came out during winter in Alaska, let alone at night. His black shoes left a small star stamp in the ground as he ran, from a design in the insole, and these also were white with blue stripes. His shirt was hidden, thankfully, under his sweat shirt.

Halt smiled when he neared the rock wall. A large twenty foot tall wall of grey and pebbles loamed omniously. He sclae dit in a matter of minutes. Heaving himself onto the top, Halt sighed and smiled at the tiny area he prepared earlier. A small blanket, his secret pillow of BRS, and a tiny cat bed for Black Star the black panther kitten. Halt slowly unzipped his sweatshirt, and layed it out to lay on, while also placing the kitten in her bed. She curled up, and watched her master lay on the blanket and his sweatshirt, letting the frigid air pass over his small frame. The stars were all out and shining bright, each delated to see the other, and spread the messages. "So beautiful...it's like their final show..." he said softly, remembering the rumors of the day.

[Ninaiso]

Arial Farrison
Wielder of the Amethyst Air Bow
Dorm Room - Oxford University
11:58 PM, December 21st, 2012

Arial gave a small sigh, finishing a stroke on her painting of the planets aligning. Her roommate Becky was at the "End of the World" Party in the largest Fraternity House on campus. Arial, who couldn't stand the smell of alcohol, stayed in her dorm doing what she loves most; painting. She had been working on this painting for quite sometime, listening to the sound of peaceful silence for once. With her party hard roommate that was hard to find.
"End of the world, pff, please." she mumbled with a scowl as she sat back in her pjs, looking over her work. "Well, I don't believe in it, but it leads to great inspiration." she mused, looking over the unfinished painting. She then glanced at the clock. Two minutes till midnight. Part of her then began to get curious. What if something did happen? What if the world did end? She idly scratched her head before adjusting her glasses and giving a small huff.
"Well, if I'm going down, I'm going down painting." she said before picking her brush again and adding a few more strokes.

((OOC: oh dear so sorry for the short post! But this is just the start yes?))

[Descartes]

Eli Henderson
Future owner of the Emerald Wood Axe
Rounds Square Shopping Center Parking Lot- Stilwater, MI
Dec 21st, 2012. 11:55 PM

"You know, Rupert?" Eli addressed the stuffed parrot resting in the passenger seat of his truck. "You're a good friend. Most people would've asked for a hit, but you know how much I love this stuff." Eli took a deep huff of his self-rolled cigarette and blew out. "Once we get these nam fangled lawn gnomes back to Fortress Alpha we'll have hit this year's quota!" He ajusted the mirror, and noticed something troubling. "Wait a dang ol' minute..."

Eli opened up the door, smoke pouring out as he stepped out into the comparatively fresh air of the parking garage. Quickly circling around to the back of his truck he checked the bed, empty. "Gone!" Eli yelled into the night, "my wee men, gone!" He slammed his hand down on the truck. "The draculas, turned into mist and stole my wee men in the dead of night, but I'll show them!" With a heart of rage Eli jumped back into his truck and started it up with a stutter. "They'll regret the day they messed with Eli Henderson! I practically bathe in garlic, one whiff and they'll all melt!"

As the rebel pulled out of the parking garage he blasted Fortune Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival. He didn't worry about the cops coming to get him, almost 24/7 they were busy with some local gang.

[IOTA]

Bethany McNuggie
Thunder Lance
A dark room, Lynchburg Tennessee
11:58pm Dec 21st, 2012 (please tell me we won't have to time stamp every post in this RP)


What time was it? It was dark and late and that was good enough for one Bethany McNuggie. A better question was where was she? Her eyes were half opened as she looked around the room in a haze. Is this Claire's house? Ah, f*%# it. She'd find out in the morning.

It had been a crazy day for Beth. Most Fridays were. Show up to school late, piss away time until the bell rang, and then see who wanted to get wasted and fight! Didn't usually get a lot of takers on the later part, but with her fake ID most people took her up on that first offer. Just a drive one county over and sweet cider and whiskey were theirs. The only thing better was if someone brought a dime bag. Scratch that, the only thing better was if someone actually took her on in a fight like she wanted in the first place.

Beth clenched her fist at that thought. She was always itching for a good brawl and being passed out drunk before midnight certainly didn't quell that burning desire. Haphazardly she shifted her weight to her left elbow as she propped herself up, only to come tumbling down a two foot drop the moment her elbow slipped. "Urggggggn..." she groaned in discomfort at the discovery of a hardwood floor. Uneasily she rose to her feet, finding the sofa she'd been sleeping on before to help her steady herself. Blindly she bumbled around the foreign living room, almost tripping on someone but once she'd steadied herself she gave him a kick. That'll learn him to crash on the floor. There were voices in the other room where the party had probably moved to after too many people passed out, but that wasn't her main concern right now. No, right now what Beth needed more than anything was a bathroom.

She paused for a moment as she passed the DVD player on the shelf, its digital readout displayed 11:58pm clearly with a haunting green glow. This didn't mean a thing to her of course and she continued to bumble her way through the dark looking for that elusive bathroom.

[Dragon Master Mike]

Should the time/place be the time/place the post starts at or the time/place it ends at?

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Name: Chris Pinasco
Weapon:Garnet Fire Sword
Location: Staten Island, NY
Time: 11:49 PM December 21's, 2012


Chris opened his eyes, startled by a loud noise. He looked around to try and find the source of the noise, but it was too dark. He reached his hand over to the lamp on the table beside his bed. He turned it on, his eyes hurting from the sudden light. He looked at the cable box next to his TV to see the time 11:49. With the lights on, it only took him a second to locate the source of the sound. Somehow the poster he had hanging on the other side of his room fell down. He stood up, annoyed. He walked over to the poster to make sure the frame had not broken. As he inspected it, he saw that a large crack had formed in the glass.

"Great, just great. At least it didn't shatter though." Chris thought. Feeling thirsty, he opened the door to his room and walked downstairs. He opened his refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water. He drank half the bottle, and took the other half back up with him to his room. He briefly glanced over towards the fallen poster before deciding to deal with it in the morning. He walked back over to his bed and sat down.

"11:59" Chris thought, looking at the clock.

[DVB]

Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Christmas Party- Atlanta, GA
December 21, 2012 11:59 PM --> 12:00

Diego had been spending the last few minutes getting his stuff and simply relaxing. He was enjoying a sip of some deliciously good hot chocolate. He felt pretty at peace. Nothing could seem to break him out of this momentary lapse of meditation.

"Hey, its' midnight!"

Diego looked at the clock and surprise.

It was midnight. And nothing happened. Everyone began to chatter, but things went quiet as the chimes were sounding.

1st chime... there was a sudden chill wind, nothing to worry.

2nd chime... Diego along with the others and many other people felt goosebumps.

3rd chime... the animals began to howl and react violently

4th chime.... every mystic and spiritualist awoke...

5th chime... there was a minor tremor in several areas, merely shaking them a bit

6th chime... there was a larger tremor... but not very dangerous...

7th chime... the northern and southern lights appears in vastly different colors all around the world...

8th chime... the magnetosphere began reacting and fissures began appearing all around...

9th chime... Ancient ruins began to reactivate as they emitted strange energies not seen...


Everyone was starting to panic by now as some were praying, some were preparing to exit and others calling their loved ones. One pointed outside to the sky...!

10th chime... The night sky shimmered as lines appeared over it... lines made of light... and glowing cracks were there. The most massive ones were above holy sites and where the chosen ones were. The chosen saw the cracks near them had a specific color.

11th chime, the ground began to shake violently and everyone held on to one another as the cracks grew much larger and massively complex magic circles appeared under the cracks also. Strange colored light began flooding in as the tremors grew. There were several rays of light all around. They came from the fissures. They came from the cracks.

Diego saw there was a ray of blue light that showered on him. He looked and saw mostly white light along with a red, orange, yellow, green and purple light also.

12th chime... the lights grew brighter and things were at the apex of hysteria and panic. Cracks appeared in the air itself. Some were just there in air or through objects or whatever. Once more, many other people, but not all got cracks with light also.

"EVERYONE HANG ON!!!"

There was a brief moment of silence.

Then... everything shattered as the ancient seal was released...

Gravity... Electromagnetism... The Nuclear Strong... THe Nuclear Weak...

and now...

Magic...

Everything shattered as everything turned white except the chosens, who turned their color...

Before Diego lost conscious... he saw something appear nearby... it was a glint of sapphire...

Less than a mile away...

beckoning him...

and then, all went blank.

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[Descartes]

Eli Henderson
Owner of the Emerald Wood Axe
The streets- Stilwater, MI
Dec 22st, 2012. 12:00 AM

Eli's beat up truck raced down the streets, waving from side to side every now and then due to its driver's metal state. "Oh wait until those wee fanglers get a taste of ME, Rupert," Eli said to his stuffed parrot. "When my boot goes up there- SWEET JEEBUS WHAT!" Eli saw it, the cracks in the sky. Green cracks in the sky. "Dang ol' flag it did Billy Jim lace my Jane again?" Eli thought, "Bah I'll thank him late- OH FERG A TREE!"

Eli slammed on the breaks. A tree blocked the street. Leaving his truck, Eli went to go investigate. "Well, how will I deal with thi- WHOA!" Beneath his feet the earth started to shake. "An earthquake in Michigan, whatter the odds!" It started to calm down, and Eli tapped his foot to the earth's rhythm. "Ye, dats my jam, now this tree." Eli approached the tree, and as he did so the edges of his vision started to glow green. "Wait, an axe? All the way over th-"

Eli fell flat onto the ground.

[Dragon Master Mike]

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

"12:00," Chris thought as he looked at the clock again, "Isn't something supposed to be happening right about now?" He laid down on his bed and closed his eyes.

"What was that? It must have been church bells or something." Chris thought as he heard a chime in the distance.

"Is it getting cold in here? Maybe i should have turned the heat up."

"Wait, whats that sound? I guess the neighbors dogs are going crazy again. And how long are those bells going to continue?"

"Wait... Is the ground shaking? No, i'm just tired, I need to get some sleep."

"No, the ground really is shaking!" Chris jumped up, looking around.

"What are those lights?" Chris thought as he looked over at his window. He stood up and ran to it.

"What is going on? And what is that chime i keep hearing?" Chris thought, slightly nervous, as he looked at the fissures opening in the ground. Chris noticed a large red pattern begin to form in the sky above him. Red light began to flow down from the skies onto him. He jumped out of the way as he saw cracks begin to spread through the air towards him. All of the pictures hanging on the walls began to fall from the shaking.

Everything began to glow white.

Everything but a small red spark in the distance...

And then Chris passed out.

[Yubel Impact]

OOC: No weapons yet Decartes
Halt Gao
Bearer of the Amber Hammer
Alaskan Wilderness
Midnight of the Final Day

Halt sighed as he watched the lights in the sky twinkle in and out with the passing of the clouds and movements of their light paths. He smiled happily, and began to hum to himself. It was a song he once wrote as a younger boy, living back on the East Coast with his friends. It was about the jaded serpent, writhing and flying through the sky, wurming its way through the skies above all of the turmoil of the world. Heaven was it's playground, it was his favorite home away from home. Halt sighed again, and grinned to Star, sleeping peacefully in hr little cat bed. He shifts his shorts down a little more on his frail legs, and shivered. He pulled up his blankie, and hudleded into his sweatshirt. Almost time for that fated hour...

1st chime... there was a sudden chill wind, nothing to worry.

2nd chime...Halt began to goosebump

3rd chime... the animals began to howl and react violently, Star snarling and trying to bite and tear about her bed.

4th chime.... every mystic and spiritualist awoke...

5th chime... there was a slight tremor that show the place...

6th chime... there was a larger tremor... but not very dangerous...

7th chime... the northern and southern lights appears in vastly different colors all around the world. Halt looked in shock and terror at the amount and vibrance of them right above his head.

8th chime... the magnetosphere began reacting and fissures began appearing all around...

9th chime... Ancient ruins began to reactivate as they emitted strange energies not seen...

Halt looked around, getting scared and increasing shaky. He grabbed Star into his arms, and bolted upright, looking for a way to get down from their comfortable high location. He started to run a little, but tripped, curling around Star to keep her safe in his arms.

10th chime... The night sky shimmered as lines appeared over it... lines made of light... and glowing cracks were there. The most massive ones were above holy sites and where the chosen ones were. The chosen saw the cracks near them had a specific color.

11th chime, the ground began to shake violently and everyone held on to one another as the cracks grew much larger and massively complex magic circles appeared under the cracks also. Strange colored light began flooding in as the tremors grew. There were several rays of light all around. They came from the fissures. They came from the cracks.

Halt saw there was a ray of orange light that showered on him. He looked and saw mostly white light along with a red, blue, yellow, green and purple light also.

12th chime... the lights grew brighter and things were at the apex of hysteria and panic. Cracks appeared in the air itself. Some were just there in air or through objects or whatever. Once more, many other people, but not all got cracks with light also.

Halt wanted to scream in terror, but held Star, and kept silent. The world was ending around them, and all Halt could think about was a single face, and three words on his lips. He was about to say it, to the world, and on the verge of drifting off into darkness and black vision, when he saw a flash of orange, from within the mountain, and a single golden handle in the rock.