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| 20 Sep 2011 05:47 PM |
Magicka, a energy. A great mass, twisting and turning. Wild. And then Magicka, floating and wild, split into two parts over Earth, settling on its new domain. The Southern light and the Northern lights. They were a mirror of the Twin Intellectuals. They WERE the Twin Intellectuals. The Twin Intellectuals were the first wizards. Or known as wizards. They were Magicka. They started the School of Magicka. Ordinary humans started to be born as wizards because of the presence of the Twin Intellectuals/Northern Lights, as well the refinery of the human mind. The Twin Intellectuals are forever, and when Earth ends The Twin Intellectuals will probably just return to their true form and wander space and time until another opportunity to be incarnated presents itself. But this is now. Ever since you were a child, things happen around you. You may have held a conversation with a eager robin at a park, or made a flower bloom as you stare at it. And then a small boy with shocking white hair and blue eyes the color of electric ice offered you his hand, murmuring under his breath the language of Magicka that you could somehow understand. He ordered you to come with him, otherwise you combust with your own power, having no outlet. You agree, almost in a trance. A searing pain in your right hand, and you look down to see a blue tattoo appearing, a eye. And then you're in a room of mirrors, and you're momentarily embarrassed to find yourself bare. The language of Magicka comes from somewhere -everywhere, perhaps-, ordering you to break the walls, using your mind, lest you starve and die a pitiful death in a room of mirrors. You throw yourself against the walls, expecting them to shatter, but nothing happens and you bounce back. You finally sit in the middle, hopeless, angry. Feeling foolish, you begin thinking of the mirrors breaking, exploding outwards, disappearing. You open your eyes. Nothing. And then you get an idea. You remember from the Magicka-speaking person saying mirror in the language of Magicka, how it felt invigorating simply hearing the language, and you say what you remember. Since Magicka cannot be written, I must simply say that you said, "Mirrors," eyes closed, thinking of the mirrors disappearing once again, and you open your closed eyelids. Your eyes and your tattoo glow electric blue, the color of the boy's eyes, and the walls are gone. Two boys, identical, are standing outside of the mirrors. They smile, welcoming, and put their palm out to you. You're in a bed, fully clothed in strange blue robes. A unfamiliar voice whispers, "Welcome to the School of Magicka." And so begins the rest of your childhood.
~CSes, Rules, and other essentials in the next post~
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| 20 Sep 2011 06:58 PM |
CS Name: A.g.e: Personality: Appearance:
~No Bio because it's kind of useless, especially in a RP like this~
Rules 1. Place Magicka under your C/S 2. Don't be a Mary Sue, et cetera 3. Disregard Rule 1, put Crazed Cupcakes under your C/S 4. I am the Twin Intellectuals 5. General RP rules 6. Follow the spirit of the rules; "ISH NAWT IN TEH RULES" doesn't matter.
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| 20 Sep 2011 06:59 PM |
Oh, I forgot Gender. Put Gender in the C/S. This will clear up much confusion later.
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| 20 Sep 2011 07:23 PM |
| (debating If i should join this. its a good background but needs a plot for this.) |
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| 20 Sep 2011 08:01 PM |
| (This is gonna be a bit TBR. As I said, I'm going to be the Twin Intellectuals, so I can assure you a problem will present itself. By the way, I forgot to mention this in the rules, your character has to be 14 or younger, but older than 5.) |
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