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Posted: Wed, 20/11/2024 04:16 (1 Day ago)
Tale One: A Lie as Old as Trees

Quote from The Rogue's Note
Now, before I begin on this tail, as I'm sure I will tell it later, let me say this: I had no idea what I would see this day. As many coincidences and odd conveniences occur, I assure you that they are all just coincidences and odd conveniences. With that said, I can finally begin telling this story.



xxxxxFar on the south end of the world, on my first self-assigned mission to discover a much-debated presence of an exotic pantheon, I first heard of a mysterious falsehood hidden by centuries of root and soil. At first, I was investigating rumors of an isolated piece of humanity, a civilized group of exiles that wrote with odd symbols and crafted tools of rare metals and powerful steel. They were renowned, even by those that turned their noses up, as masters of the forge and hammer. Their weapons sold not for the common coin, though, only ever traded for material; metal for metal, and nothing else tolerated. When their merchants trekked to and from the market, they carried their goods in enormous pouches that they draped across their shoulders or ragged bags that they laid across the backs of steady mules. The tools and weapons, even plates of armor, all seemed as light as feathers upon them when they began their hikes. When I inquired, I learned the name of their community - Duuvernheim. Well, as close as I can find to write it in an understandable way. Their odd language, those dozens of odd symbols, were spoken with odd sounds that were nearly impossible to first understand.


To Be Continued - Please Be Patient


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Posted: Fri, 15/11/2024 19:38 (5 Days ago)

Quote from The Godseeker's Preamble
If you have stumbled across these texts on your own, then that means I am dead. Do not fret my life, nor feel pity for me; I have fulfilled my purpose that was bestowed by the gods, and now I meet them and feast in their great presences. But please, as my final wish, I ask that you share these tales. Tell them among your friends and family, whisper them to the bards and the poets. Leave this bound novel of tales somewhere that it can be found when you have finished reading it.



Prologue - The Godseeker Entente

xxxxxWe are, or were, once a famous and renowned cult unique to the Northern Reaches. At first, an attempted guild, then a failed guild. We poured over religious texts of all sorts, often needing to send agents to strange and unusual monasteries and churches, obeying bizarre rituals and processes to be accepted into their culture for even a matter of days. Our goals were never something hostile, at least while I was still recognized as a member of our loose organization. Rather, we sought the knowledge of deities. We believed that, if we were successful, we could impart the knowledge of these deities on the world and bring them closer to their gods and goddesses. I was still a stranger to the ways of the Entente when I first realized the foul truth hidden beneath the mask of righteousness. Certain beliefs worked traitorous puppet strings within our organization, spreading their deities far and wide through the use of hidden missionaries. Only the inner circle, our Godrisen Acolytes, were uncorrupted.

xxxxxWhen I stood before those I believed to be my kin, I called out to them and begged for these hidden fools to be revealed and cast out; endorsed by the Godrisen, I believed myself invincible to the lies of the missionaries. Instead, those lies disassembled my authority and credibility, and my kinsmen called for my expulsion from our false cult. However, the Godrisen did not endorse those calls. They could do nothing without proof. Sadly, that meant that the spoken threats to my life could not be used to expel the hidden traitors, nor could the missing texts of sensitive religions be called to attention, for the thieves were never caught. I took it upon myself to step away from these liars and blasphemers of our beliefs, and so became the first of my kind: the Rogue Godseeker, neither exiled nor slain in the line of my duties. Rather, the final true Godseeker, devoted both to my gods and the true dictations of the first Godrisen Acolytes. I have, in the years of my life, traveled far and seen much. And, to keep those memories in order, I have written them down. If there are other pages scattered around this one, seek them in order. I have numbered them carefully as I have with the memories that first gave rise to these stories. Chronologically, they will make far more sense to any reader.


Now please, read on. Enjoy the tales from far and wide.


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Posted: Fri, 15/11/2024 18:58 (5 Days ago)
xxxxxHail, readers! It's been a month by, but the silver-tongued god of tales has been working his mysterious ways again. Working in a restaurant has been nothing but pleasant, though it's given me little time to write down the ideas that tumble and swirl like storms of the sea through my head. I am drafting a new story of the Empire, so please do keep an eye out for it, I hope to make it a dashing and enjoyable tale to reveal some of the more niche facts and ideas in the world of myth I've created. And, with hope, I'll be able to keep up with my spiraling mind as the ideas grow and fade.


xxxxxOther news, nothing much. Echoes has fallen into the RELICTA status, alongside Sea Beasts, but it couldn't be avoided. People are busy, and not very many of my old comrades still play in these forums. However, I hope to keep my skills with the pen sharp with stories I can make on my own; relying on others can be difficult, especially when you have more free time than them. My mind hungers to pour these ideas onto a page, and delays will not be tolerated by it. However, there are far too many of these fresh ideas; too many for stories, not enough for poems.

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Posted: Sat, 12/10/2024 15:38 (1 Month ago)
xxxxxHey there @all, just a reminder to get your forms finished as soon as you can! I'm hoping I'll be able to start this within the next 8 days!

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Posted: Mon, 30/09/2024 02:19 (1 Month ago)
xxxxxHallo, all! Sorry for my unannounced absence.

xxxxx@AthenaHere; reservation accepted. Though be wary, the requirements for post size may push the limits which I've seen in previous forum posts... @~4PR1L; reservation accepted. As large of posts as you can muster, alright?

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Posted: Thu, 19/09/2024 00:44 (2 Months ago)
xxxxxComfyGazing, tasha~, Vivek and Esther are accepted!

xxxxxShimmeringSuicune, please refer to Rule #4 again. Thank you!

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Posted: Mon, 16/09/2024 00:28 (2 Months ago)
xxxxxReservation accepted, tasha~!




xxxxxRules and Form sections are both complete!

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Posted: Mon, 16/09/2024 00:22 (2 Months ago)
xxxxxA week gone by, and Echoes of Passing Time has been drafted and posted to the public forum. I'd hardly finished the first post before reservation requests appeared in my notification feed. I'm honestly astonished - I hadn't thought my writing quite so interesting to others, though now I find myself dumbfounded. I'm hurrying to put the rest of the roleplay together, finalizing the form, fleshing out the rules, ensuring it's tailored to the proper audience... Something that I missed doing, admittedly. I hadn't realized before this past week, but I truly did have a sort of hunger for posting participatory stories in these forums.


xxxxxOtherwise, not a lot to report; the work to bring firewood in for the winter has begun, progress is being made with sorting out everything which needs sorting before winter strikes... But, aside from that, nothing interesting. On to the poem? A bit of a joking one this time around.


"Hail, Hammer"

O, most worthy of tools
The striking force
Hand it not to fools
Else it's an injury source

The hammer, a god's weapon
His friend, adding to that
While a nail it may threaten
It too threatens the gnat

A mighty instrument
Though just weight on a stick
The craftsman's implement
Where might we be without it?


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Posted: Tue, 10/09/2024 18:54 (2 Months ago)

xxxxxReservation accepted, thatguyoverthere!

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Posted: Mon, 09/09/2024 22:38 (2 Months ago)

xxxxxThe lot of you have reserved a spot! I'll put up a bump when the forms and rules are complete.

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Posted: Sun, 08/09/2024 21:47 (2 Months ago)
Quote from Anon., Speaking on Recent Concerning Events xxxxx"Now, let me speak clearly. At least, as clearly as I can... I'm seeing things. Things that... I don't know, things that seem familiar, but I swear that I've never seen them before. It's almost like.. Yeah, Déjà vu. I pass people on the street, and we share a greeting, but it feels wrong. Like I've known that person forever, but I've only ever spoken to them right then. I walk to work, I sit down, and I start on a project that I would swear I'd already done. And at night, that's when I see things. I close my eyes and wait to open them again, but instead of just waking up, I start seeing these odd images. I try to close my eyes, but they're already closed. I see faces, and I hear sounds like the keys on my keyboard, but none of it makes any sense at all. It all feels familiar, yeah. Almost like it's the whole day happening in my head again. Am I just going crazy?"




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Every day is the same. Every day should be the same. That's what you learned, that's how you've always felt. Wake up the same. Eat breakfast the same. Walk the same route to the same workplace where you always sit in the same place and type on the same keyboard to create letters on the same monitor. So why is it that now, for some reason, the same feels different? It's like you've been sitting down in a crowd, all the same, and suddenly stood up to look around over all of their heads. But everything is the same. You say hello to the same strangers on your walk. You work on the same project that your boss has told you, all the same, needs to be finished by the same date.

So why does it feel so unfamiliar? You've always forgotten the previous day overnight. It's not worth remembering, it's never worth remembering.; it's always the same. But strange visions dance behind your eyes as you sleep, visions of those strangers that you pass on the sidewalk, those lettered keys that clump beneath your fingertips, the same words appearing again and again. And suddenly, it doesn't make sense; none of it does. Nothing is right, but everything is fine. Those strangers with the dead eyes are always the same. Their eyes are always the same. You know their faces, but could never recognize them on the passing hikes to and from work. One day after the next, one week after the next, years upon years upon years; they were all the same. And those visions, those alien images, the dancing curiosities in your head... Those were the days, the weeks, the years before now. Remembered only slightly, but shaking your beliefs, your supposed mastery of your own world.

The news reports it as a sort of plague, the same time every day in the same way; "Dreamer" Epidemic Spreading Slowly; Reports Say Psychological Disturbance Is To Blame. Isolate From Your Workplace If You Feel Unwell And Contact One Of The Following Numbers For Assistance. Everything is the same, when it comes to those reports. When it comes to those numbers. And when you close your eyes and listen to your heartbeat, your breathing, it sounds the same. But when the dreams come, they are the only thing that seems wrong. The reason is because they are the same.



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1 - Just the same as always; hate the character if you must, but DO NOT host negative feelings towards the roleplayer.

2 - This is a semi-lit roleplay; if you think you may not be up to the requirements for this, don't be afraid to either ask for help or back away.

3 - All of these characters are, ultimately, normal people. This is not, however, a slice of life. There is a planned plotline, climax, and resolution. The only difference is that this unnatural world is inhabited by natural people.

4 - For the most part, please keep violence, romance, and personal character relations to a minimum - remember, everything has been the same for as long as anyone can remember. Logically, this brings about certain feelings; apathy, carelessness, maybe even nihilism. But please remember that, since everything is the same, nobody has noticed any feelings of depression, rage, or otherwise disturbing emotions. Only the feeling of needing to repeat the day. However, this place has also been the same for so long that nobody fears anything. Spiders are simply bugs, heights are just a part of life, and dark alleyways hold nothing within them but the occasional dumpster.

4.1 - That being said; this roleplay may start out very difficult. Your characters should start out fairly confused, or rather oblivious to the idea of dreams and free thought. They should not immediately understand their conditions, their world, or what's wrong.

5 - This roleplay will be very regulated by the literacy level of the players. That means there is no password; rather, I reserve the right to ask you for a writing sample as needed or otherwise rely on my past knowledge on your writing pieces. Using these, I will determine acceptance into the roleplay. If this seems unfair, please contact me via PalPad or PM and we can discuss. Remember; this is a semi-literate roleplay.

6 - Your characters should, at some point, have all seen one another; on the walk to work, sitting beside one another in an office, so on and so forth. It shouldn't be immediate though - slow recognition, perhaps, but a struggle to understand why this person looks familiar.

7 - Please try to stay in contact with the group that will be roleplaying. I will make a PalPad group, but you can opt out of it as you'd like. Just make sure to stay in contact with - at the very least - me. The duration of the roleplay will depend on how willing everyone is to continue; I may delay certain plot points or advance them as needed to fit the desires of our cast and crew.

7.1 - I cannot stress this enough - it is alright to take a break. Writing can be taxing, I hope that everyone that read this far knows that already. A notice of hiatus or something similar is more than alright, and I will make sure that your character does not get forgotten.

8 - Please use common sense. If I left out some obvious rule, then don't abuse that. Just use your head, think about what makes sense, and apply that to everything here. Thanks!



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Posted: Sun, 08/09/2024 21:08 (2 Months ago)
xxxxxWell well well, inspiration strikes me at the best of times... Job hunt, a dead end for now. The games I play, getting a little old, a little repetitive... But! I've been struck by the divinity of something to bring an idea to my mind, the stagnation vanishing at last. I have, at last, discovered a latent idea settled in the depths of my head, and it shall come to be.


xxxxxBut aside from that, nothing to report... For now, that is. Be on the lookout for the post I'll make today, I hope I can still captivate an audience with my writing. I can't say I've ever been quite so excited to write something large, but it seems that today is a change for that.


"Receive This Warning"

Ahead of you, you'll find a path
It splits, it winds, it carries wrath
Care not for rage that it may share
Pay heed to tread lightly, to give a care

Watch your step upon this trail
Something behind may indeed tail
But listen not to what it screams
Pay only mind to mindless dreams

And with these dreams and light steps
Discover yourself within these wrecks
Your heart, your soul, your endless checks
All at once, prepared and set


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Posted: Sat, 31/08/2024 18:02 (2 Months ago)
xxxxxTwenty-seven days, nearly a whole month, since I last forgot to write an entry. I've got some wonderful news, though! I no longer work for a narcissistic old man who regularly used substances on a construction site and while driving. My thanks to the Norns, such a stroke of luck was destined to happen at some point. I'll be putting in an application for the local bookstore on Monday, my hopes are that I'll get a position there.


xxxxxNothing else to report, though - a very slow, quiet couple of weeks. So, on to the poem, hey?


"Lest We Forget"

Take care, O Wanderer
Wander only in body
There is a realm of thought
Which betrays your plot

You follow a path
As it always should be
But take heed to remember
Maybe every December

Think of your family
Your friends and your loves
Lest we all forget
What they've given us yet


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Posted: Sun, 04/08/2024 03:47 (3 Months ago)
xxxxxAnother Saturday night, another journal entry. I can't even be sure anyone reads this, or if I'm just writing it for my own satisfaction. Probably, the latter, knowing me; every joke I crack is at my own expense, but for my own amusement. You realize mysterious things when you write about yourself. Seldom have I done that before this journal, and even then, it's more of a report than a self-assessment. Perhaps I should try that some time...


xxxxxWell, on to the past week, hey? I managed to injure another finger, this time it's my right pointer finger. Last time was my left ring finger, and that was a laceration. This is a gouge wound, which means it'll take a while longer to heal, but it thankfully didn't draw any blood. Just needs to put every layer of skin back on over the top; not too difficult, yeah? Work was warm, uncomfortably so, but it wasn't too difficult. My boss still gives vague instructions and gets upset when I interpret them in the most logical way. Nothing new there, but the least he could do is realize he's... Not clear.


xxxxxThe roleplay with ~4PR1L is on hold for a little while, several people in there have taken a step away to focus on real life. School is starting up again, I suppose, and certain jobs are most definitely seeing an increase in calls. Just need to wait a little while. Between my schedule and the rest of the crew's, I'm fairly confident it'll see a revival in the next 4 weeks. Now, on to the poem...


"One Million Years"

In one million years
I'll be dust and ash
Water in the sky, sea, earth
I'll be energy and food
For anything that still survives

But in one million years
Nobody will remember me
Because I won't be dust and ash
Water in the sky, sea, earth
Energy or food
Because nothing will survive


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Posted: Tue, 30/07/2024 23:41 (3 Months ago)
xxxxx"Yes, let's. It's been too long already. They're late as it is." Caesar glanced around, eyeing the other graduates-to-be that he could notice. Those that brushed by him and into the auditorium, those that he suspected might be, those that still milled about. Julius tried to catch the eye of a few of those among the conversations, choosing those that seemed the most tense to try and pull from their uncomfortable situations. More than a few seemed on edge, but he expected that most students here were on edge. Alas, a conversation in the courtyard was out of the ordinary. With a soft harrumph over the lateness of those other students, he turned on his heel and followed Ferrenal in, choosing a seat beside the mechanically enhanced lad. "I assume most of these people would spit at a talk over punctuality..."

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Posted: Tue, 30/07/2024 23:29 (3 Months ago)
Two days late, apologies. Wounded my finger over the weekend, couldn't write much.


xxxxxThe past week, plus these two days, have been interesting... As always, I suppose. Today was awful, though. My boss has been unbearable. Nothing really to write about though, nothing to say about anything.

xxxxxThe roleplay is going alright, it's been very fun thus far.

xxxxxFound a new server on discord to write on, making some new friends there as well. Good fun, very enjoyable.


"Fie, You Fool"

Take a minute and think, alright?
You're not the wisest to do this
You think you're the first ever to take flight
But honestly, you're just a goldfish

You forget, thirty seconds
Blame it on others
We all hate your presence
Even your brothers

So fie to you, fool
You foul incompetent
Just rip away the tool
You're just too confident


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Posted: Mon, 29/07/2024 23:20 (3 Months ago)
xxxxxCaesar pondered Ferrenal's words silently as they walked, his own mask of stoic silence settling over his features. He, too, had acknowledged the similarity between Satsujin and a younger Ferrenal, a comparison that worried him greatly. Any single slip-up could violate every possible part of the mission, even blow the cover of the hidden academy. Should a reckless fool give the group away in any possible way, it surely would be a poor result for the rest of the group. Especially him; an escaped convict, mere days from execution? There wouldn't be a second chance for him. Julius cleared his mind and turned his attention to Ferrenal as the android mentioned the auditorium, glancing up briefly to note the grandeur of the entrance, then turned and glanced around, ready to guide others into the great room beyond..


xxxxx"We've just got to wait for the rest at this point. Soon, hopefully, they'll all be moving along towards here. At some point, they'll realize it's time to quit the conversations and carry along to the consultation. And, if we're lucky, none of them will do anything foolish once this meeting begins. The longer it takes to start, the more precious time this assignment wastes.."

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Posted: Fri, 26/07/2024 21:42 (3 Months ago)
xxxxxJulius was... Momentarily stunned as Ferrenal tipped his head and paced away. Evidently, the elder rebel's hearing was a little less keen than the half-android's, though his pace was still easy enough to follow along with. Maybe not at the same speed, of course, but Caesar could keep the younger individual in sight at all times, up 'till the last corner. He managed to round the corner just in time to see... Something mouthing off about superiority. His eyes narrowed slowly as he gazed upon the non-human creature, his jaw setting as he tipped his chin up. Incidentally, he found himself glaring down his nose at the beast, even as it held a rifle of lethal caliber. His voice was a stern mumble, a low growl of a response, even unprompted.

xxxxx"Your trigger discipline is sloppy. And lest you be careful, your careless shots are going to draw unwanted attention. It's not like a gunshot is particularly quiet. Let's be off, Ferrenal... There is nothing here to glean, and no threat to dispatch. Just an ego far too inflated for the body." His dark eyes glared at Satsujin, and he turned sharply on his heel, pacing out of sight once more. He took several steps after turning the corner, then stopped, waiting as patiently as he could for Ferrenal; such an offense to such a powerful individual couldn't be tolerated. Especially against someone who had, in such a short life, gone through such brutal suffering... And all by a painful accident.

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Posted: Thu, 25/07/2024 00:09 (3 Months ago)
xxxxxCaesar could hardly bring himself to look at the damage that he'd indirectly caused, painful memories of a job gone horribly wrong bubbling up. He shook the thoughts from his head subtly, and turned his attention fully to Ferrenal once more. His eyes studied the marred features of his companion... So many years ago, and yet somehow this remnant of what was once a human had found the room to accept, at the very least, a semblance of forgiveness into that cold, calculating mind. Julius managed to chuckle at the old reminders, though, of the comradery that he and Ferrenal had shared before the untimely deaths of the two of them. Though, where Ferrenal had died in body, it was Caesar who had died in the mind.


xxxxx"Aye, I suppose we should carry on. Best not to keep anyone waiting on us, lest we be accused of wasting their time." Caesar adjusted his grip on his suitcase, ensuring his hand stayed firmly around the leather handle. He grinned a little at Ferrenal's comment, letting it roll through his tumultuous mind again, the words bringing an oddly serene feeling to his tense shoulders... Until, once more, the bubbling violence of that final failed mission struck him. He felt his mind flinch at the memory, the sudden blackness.. The glass walls around him. The questions. The interrogations. The brutality... Caesar shook his head subtly, then nodded to Ferrenal.

"Let's be off, shall we?"


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Posted: Wed, 24/07/2024 02:38 (3 Months ago)
xxxxxJulius scoffed as the mysterious and evidently none-too-careful student fled, his eyes tracking the other for only a few seconds. The man was almost tempted to curl his lip, his temporary entanglement with the contemporary quickly vanishing from his thoughts, interest waning like a river with its source cut off.. He cleared his throat, mostly to help with bringing his mind back to the present and the now, then quickly ran through a little habit of adjustment, tucking in any loosened parts of his shirt, ensuring both pants legs sat properly over his boots, checking his cuffs for any unwanted folds.. And then an unfamiliar feeling shivered its way across his mental fortress, some ghost of a time long dead...


xxxxxCaesar turned slowly, his eyes scanning the masses of younger, shorter, taller, weaker members of the academy, searching carefully for that approaching sensation of unfamiliar familiarity. It didn't take long for his gaze to settle on a fiercely approaching individual, one with seemingly more augmentations than flesh, if their legs were anything to go by. The man's gaze traveled over every possible detail, trying to discern the intention of the masked student. The mask. The thought struck Julius like a runaway train, his mind freezing up for several quiet moments. Those moments were quiet in the back of his mind, a solemn silence that began to dredge up seemingly ancient and forgotten memories. The mask. Caesar turned his full body to face the approaching android. The realization dawned on him at last, when Ferrenal was merely a few steps away. Caesar, for once, choked on his words.


xxxxx"They didn't kill you. Well... Not fully.." Caesar paused, then realized just how absurd it was for him to be saying that. He should have been dead for nearly two decades, by now. That realization once again struck Caesar, his thoughts spurring back into motion. Twenty years. Julius swallowed carefully, trying not to inhale his tongue. I've been dead for nearly twenty years. He paused, then shamed himself quietly. And I've done this to poor Ferrenal... He was just a boy, and I've done this to him.

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