Dreams Withered - A Mystic Roleplay

[Mizu Torrent]

Hmmm. I wanted the setting to be something foggy, but very...mystic and graceful looking. Oh well. Anyway. I'll probably be roleplaying one or two characters here. Just for substance.

You are welcome to join under these rules:
1. Don't be an ass
2. No fighting (until tournaments are staged, or something.)
3. Literacy is good. Long posts are also good. One liners are greatly disliked.
4. Anything is bound to happen, constraint isn't a particular problem.
5. When speaking out of character, OOC it or ((talk like this))
6. Grammar. I want punctuation with speech dammit, not asterisks for actions.

I'm sure you're all perfectly capable of doing as such. 8D
Now, on to my characters: I will have a spectrum here. I'll start with two and move upwards. :3 You may also use more than one character, just change up the game a little. I don't want to see the same information with a character with a different name/appearance, okay?

Character One: Marshall
Age: 12
Sex: Male
Height: 4' 10"
Weight: 97 lbs
Favorite Food: Sushi
Favorite Color: Blue (Sky)
Marshall went on a Journey of self-discovery, despite his parents wishes. He travels the world for fame and fortune, and ends up in the Mystic. An alternate dimension that doesn't seem to have any ends or any civilization. He quickly built a home the best he could out of materials, and he now resides next to Misty Swamp. He, like my other characters, has no actual sexual preference (but a child his age probably shouldn't make such bold claims anyhow) His hair is a pastel blue, as are the jacket and pants he wears. His boots are a navy color, and his eyes are a dark steel, almost black color. Normally very cheerful, despite his motives.

Character Two: Pearl
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 137 lbs
Favorite Food: Anything that can be eaten
Favorite Color: Salmon pink
Pearl worked as a bartender in the City of Lights, a popular locale among many travelers, until on her way home one night, she is drugged and is put under the impression that she has died. She ended up in the world of Mystic, which was actually a World between life and death, sin and forgiveness. She still lies in a coma to this day, awaiting someone who could possibly show the kindness to wake her. She lays on the outskirts of Psalm Wake, an ocean. Her hair is red-orange and cream colored, with A white tank top and salmon colored jean-shorts that cut three inches above her knees. Wears white stockings to the lower thigh, and wears Salmon and brown leather loafers. Eyes are sky blue. Very serious, but has a sarcastic sense of humor, and a serene appearance.

Yep. That's about it.

[cross_grave]

Name: Jack
Age: 20
Height: 5' 10''
Weight: 136 lbs
Favorite Food: Meat
Favorite Color: Black

Jack was a type of a person that always stands out of the crowd. He used be to an outcast, living alone and avoiding people, including his own family, which he didn't like. One day Jack grew tired of living among people who did not understand him and went on a journey. He ended up in Mystic, but he didn't stay in one place. Jack keept traveling around the strange world he found himself in, hoping to learn more about it. Jack has deep-blue eyes, short, blonde and somewhat spiky hair. He wears black clothes: jeans, t-shirt and a jacket. Jack has black leather boots. He's antisocial and grim, but also calm. He's an observer, prefering to stay back and watch how the situation unfolds rather than act. Very sarcastic, and capable of laughing at himself as well.

[Tenjenk]

Name : Lyra
Age : 23?
sex: female
Height : 6'2"
Weight : 69kg
favorite food : no preferances
Favourite color : Earth and aquatic colors.
Lyra spent most of her life reading books, finding the detachment from cold reality comforting. Ever falling deeper and deeper into what the occult, philosophy, metaphysics and her own perception had to offer her. Soon she realized the world of Mystic. Initially excited when she found she could enter, she has since then found she cannot leave. She is dressed in faded grey jeans ending in large brown boots and a teal sweater. If she knew she wouldnt be returning to her closet, she'd have dressed more appropriately...

[Mizu Torrent]

Hard black eyes opened to the harsh sun above him. It was hardly understandable that the day had just begun, and the sun was about as bright as it ever had been.
Marshall sat up in his make-shift bed, rubbing his tired, irritated eyes. He felt so alone since he had been flung into this world of the unknown. He stared out the window to the dense fog. It always smelled like rain where he was, and he learned to love the scent, so it was bearable. He hopped up out of bed and walked over the window, thrusting it open and looking out of it to the mushy earth beneath him. He saw that his clothes were still damp from the day before when he hung him.

Washing things was so easy in this place, you'd barely need to touch the clothes. Unfortunately, drying them was a different thing altogether.
he rolled his eyes, and jumped out of the window and into the swamp.

Despite the thickness of the water, it felt quite nice, and it wasn't as grimy or disgusting as most people made it out to look like.

[cross_grave]

About two hundred metres to the west, a young man was carefully making his way through the swamp.
Jack had no idea how long it had been since he had found himself in this strange world. The fact that he was alone did not bother him. In fact, in the beginning he was relieved. Later on, the constant silence became a bit irritating, but Jack got used to it. Right now, he was carefully moving towards the east. Jack avoided the water as much as he could. He had washed his clothes yesterday and did not want to get them wet again. The road, however, proved to be a little more difficult than he imagined. During the first part Jack was swearing quite loudly and with feeling, but soon he ran out of profanities and stopped. But he still was in a bad mood.

[Chat Noir]

Name: Laurel
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 142 lbs
Favorite Food: Berries of every shape and colour
Favorite Color: Bright peacock green-blue
Laurel is an angry young woman who has pulled herself away from reality to escape an abusive boyfriend and finds herself sitting in the mist on spongy damp grass in the land of Mystic. She's currently in a white night-gown and has long black hair that is reminiscent of the mane of a horse. Her eyes are bright blue and cold as ice.

[Chat Noir]

((Seriously... for some reason I can't edit my posts... this is gay... either way I wanted her to be 19 not 21... bah))

Sitting in the grass with her knees tucked up to her chin, Laurel found herself half laughing, half crying. It was so strange to be in a place that wasn't her boyfriend's house, practically locked away from all interaction wiht other people. She was still alone, but this time she was at least free.

[cross_grave]

((The edit button is available only for about five minutes.))

Jack continued his slow march towards east. Suddenly, he stopped. For a moment, he heard some strange sounds. Sounds he did not expect to hear here. "Sobs? It can't be... Is it possible that I'm not the only human here?" For a moment, Jack seemed to be fighting with himself. Eventually, curiosity won - Jack turned and made his way towards the place from which the sounds came.

[Chat Noir]

Laurel looked up to the sky, hazy sun barely penetrating the mist. When she looked back she could see a form coming through the fog. "Wh-who's there?" It was only now that she realised how frightening it was to be in a place where you knew no one and there was nothing familiar to run to. "I'm warning you, I've got a gun."

Idiot... why would you lie? You're in a freaking nightgown, where would you keep it? They'll totally call your bluff as soon as they see you.

She rose to her full height, long black hair flirting slightly with the barely-there breeze and she had makeup that had run with her tears and it mingled with strands of her hair.. Bare feet sunk slightly into the soft ground but she took an agressive stance, imagining she looked absolutely fearsome from where she stood.

[cross_grave]

Jack emerged from the fog and stopped. He didn't say a word, but a look of genuine bewilderment appeared on his face. He certainly did not expect to meet a girl about his age in a nightgown. The fact that she unsuccessfully tried to intimidate him made the situation even weirder. After a moment of silence, Jack decided that he should speak first. "You don't have to be afraid. I am just a traveler. Honestly, I did not expect to find another human here... Especially a girl in a nightgown. My name is Jack. What is your name?"

[Chat Noir]

She eyed him warily, like a cornered animal considering fight-or-flight. "I'm Laurel. Laurel Ann Peters." All of her muscles tensed, especially in her legs. Laurel was fit but slender in appearance, once on her high-school track team. Running hardly seemed like a good option so she just kept her distance, "Just don't come too close and I'm fine. What kind of traveller comes to a place like this anyway?"

[cross_grave]

"A traveler who seeks solitude." Jack relaxed. The girl seemed to be harmless, but she was frightened. Who knows how she could react. "You are the first human I have met here. May I ask, how did you get in here?"

[Chat Noir]

A kind of serene melancholy settled on her, "I don't really know. But I don't really care. Even if it's empty here it's better than where I was before. Things happen for a reason so I won't question it too much either, you know, look a gift horse in the mouth kind of thing."

She smiled sadly at him and her muscles relaxed ever-so-slightly, "I don't suppose you know how you got here any more than I do."

[cross_grave]

Jack made a brief search in his memory. "Actually, I think that I recall something... I entered this world one night when I was traveling from my hometown to a small village far away. I do not recall the exact moment when I appeared here, but I remember everything that happened before and after that."

[Chat Noir]

Thinking on it for even a few moments Laurel recalled beginning to fall into a drunken sleep next to her boyfriend when she found herself laying on the cool ground in the fog. Of course she would never fill anyone in on the details of her personal life, "I just kind of fell asleep... and woke up here." Something else wasn't quite clicking in to her memory but that was neither here nor there to her.

Changing the subject almost forcefully, "Any signs of civilisation so far on your travels?"

[cross_grave]

"No. I have traveled a lot, but I have not encountered any sings of a civilisation. This world seems to be uninhabited." Jack sighed. "Damn the civilisation. I don't understand a single thing about this place."

[Chat Noir]

"That... well... sucks." She rubbed her naked arms as she felt a chill. "I was hoping to at least get some better clothes. My nightie isn't exactly the best outfit to get stuck in."

[cross_grave]

"Indeed. Unfortunatelly, I don't have spare clothes..." Jack scratched the back of his head. "Anyway, I don't think you should stay here. You might catch a cold."

[Mizu Torrent]

Marshall's brow twitched as he slowly turned to the direction the two voices came from.

"HELLO!?" he called out, thinking that he may have actually found some breathing creature on this Godforsaken THING.
He pulled himself out of the swamp and threw on his shirt, neverminding his pants as he ran into their general direction.

"Damn fog! Defog!" he summoned a small wind that swept the dense mist away, and he looked ahead of him to two figures.

"..uh...Hello?"

[Chat Noir]

Laurel's head whipped around to the new sound and felt a gust as the fog parted for a moment. Her eyes were wide with fear and fury, "Who are you!?" It was a new threat to her in this secret place that she wished she could just be alone in. A shiver swept her body momentarily, her sleeveless nightgown barely keeping her warm.

[cross_grave]

Jack turned his head to face the child. Apparently, there are more humans here than I thought. Something bugged Jack, though. The air on the swamp did not had the tendency to move. So where did the wind come from? "Good morning. May I ask, do you know where that wind came from?"

[Mizu Torrent]

Marshall gave the taller female a sharp glare.

"Woman. I guarantee you that I've been here a lot longer than you." after his stare died down, he stared into the man beside her.

"What wind?" he asked. He had forgotten of the strong winds that he'd now become accustomed to. Confused, he looked to the murky earth below him. "Um. You guys probably have no chance of knowing where you are, do you?" he asked, eyes looking up at them, his head still bowed down a little. He couldn't help but be childish sometimes.

[cross_grave]

"No, I have no idea what is this place. Anyway, my name is Jack. May I ask, what is your name? And how did you end up here? Have you met any other creature here?" Jack observed the child carefully. He was also thinking very hard about something.

[Drager]

Name: Alexander (goes by Alex)
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 141 lbs
Occupation: Thief
Background: Alexander was born into a rich family and always hated his parents and the life style. He would always take things from around the house and hide them. At first he was caught fairly often however over time he got much better and rarely caught. At the age of fourteen Alexander had a education level of a second year college student and finally decided he was feed up with his parents. He ran away from home with just 200 dollars and the clothes on his back. For three years he lived off what he was able to steal unscaved. During what seemed like a routine hiest Alex took two bullets to his right leg. He was able to escape to what he thought a park before passing out from pain.
He awoke in a forest in the mystic with everything he had before he fell asleep. After his leg healed Alex started wandering throughout the world of Mystic.
Inventory: An ocarina around his neck, pair of foot and hand claws, a dark blue skin tight T-shirt, loose dark blue pants that can be tightened around his ankles, pair of fingerless gloves, pair of split toe boots, and dark blue mask hood combo.
Appearance: Short naturally spiky blond hair, Emerald green eyes, Slim build, fair skin with no imperfections.
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Deeper in the Misty Swamp, A sleeping Alex in a tree starts to stir. He hits the ground with a thud that wakes him up.
"Ouch," Alex says as he rubs the back of his head. Climbing back up the tree Alex gets comfortable while pulling the mask down.
"This whole place is absolutely gorgeous and to think I haven't ran into any people in the time I've been here,"
Alex starts playing a melody. The music reaches out into the swamp

[Chat Noir]

"No, I don't. If you can't tell us then what can you do?" Laurel narrowed her eyes at, as sher perceived him, the little brat.