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I'd think I'd play Symphonic Metal, but with a larger emphasis on orchestral and electronic. It would start as weak buffs that would scale as combat continues.

I rather like Hiroyuki Sawano's works so I'm thinking along the lines of that.

Elevator Pitch

The story is a tale of deception in divinity. As well as the repercussions of chasing your desires haphazardly. Following the main character and various characters who live in a world of magic, science, and theology. The main character and their friends would come to flee their homeland as a holy crusade began. Following their exodus, they would travel and live their early youth as refugees going their separate ways and finding their own paths. Not realizing that they themselves would reshape the very foundations of the world as they merely try to live. Ultimately this tale is too be hijacked by another story that subplants their original hopes and dreams, as they arise to new heights as individuals.

The Age of Coalescence

Mezeran, our home. It has been many things, warm and green, cold and gray, Devastated and shattered. However now it is alive once more. However, I fear our children imitating their ancestors and their long-dead siblings once more. They build fortresses across the great plains, some claim the mountains or the forests. They begin to mistrust and prepare for war between one another.Still Mezeran loves us as only a mother could. Yet they fear for us. As they can feel the winds of change flowing down their spine, and they pray they can weather the storm.

The Age of Coalescence was the reformation of the world. Following the destruction Mezaran in an age long forgotten. The old gods turned the wheels of law and chaos once more. A once silent planet reformed from a molten hellscape to a cool rocky planet. Following the cooling was the creation of Lightbringers. Oh, who are the Lightbringers you might ask? Well, they’re the gods that facilitated the growth of the planet. In a dark world, they sought out fragments of creation left by the old gods. Each one grasped onto these gifts and hoarded their findings for themselves. Incorporating these fundamental aspects into themselves. Becoming things like the Suns, The Seas, The First Tree, and even The First Creature. Upon settling into their new found forms and powers. The world was in a state of primeval chaos. Portions of the planet were scorched under the light of dozens of suns, great bodies of water blanketed the sky or burrowed under ground as if they were giant worms. These lightbringers weren’t benevolent beings. No, instead they were hungry creatures of desire. Drunk off the sensation of freedom and discovery. That is, of course. Until the Amender whispered in the ears of the dregs of the Lightbringers. The Amender whispered in the ears of the Lightbringers who were unable to attain the powers of reality and instead gave them the will, hope, desire, and ingenuity that fills mortal kind to this day. The Amender came in the second wave of creation, in fact, it was a creature created by a Lightbringer. However, this child pushed its creators to destroy each other leaving only himself and a handful of other creatures, the surviving Lightbringers would come to fear The Amender after that day. As the Amender, at the advent of its creation reached a height even they couldn’t fathom, before disappearing entirely from the sight of the primogenitors.

@merlin

As Caelus was sitting around the fire and handed off the crudely drawn map. There were a handful of problems. The creation of an obvious fall back line by the goblin army. The various satellite camps of that surrounded the main cave acted in various ways; sentries, logistical supply lines, and the like. However none of that mattered. The simplest way to deal with the army would perhaps be to go on the offensive, destroy one side of the camps to approach the cave. It was a defendable position if there ever was one. Although it was vulnerable. Even despite the crudeness of the drawing, the design of the entrance was enough to show that the cave was made of some sort of soft bedrock. They could always collapse the entrance, and due to the mouth of the cave collapsing, the structural integrity of the cave would grow compromised. It wouldn't kill the goblins, however if they were to dig themselves out via the rubble that would block the entrance, the rest of the cave would soon follow suit. Nonetheless once he devised this first plan, he would take a moment to sip from the flagon of ale. Afterwards however he spoke in a long calm tone.

"... I'm from the fishing village of Knot. When I was a child I believed the world was cruel, when I was a child... I realized that if we don't have our own story. We become a part of someone's else's ... A foot note in the pages... At a young age, I was made painfully aware I had no agency in my life. I realized my race, was manipulated, we were used as leverage for those who ignored the plight of my friends and family. I began to consider the future while watching my friends and family come back as Nyx. A strange concept when I was a boy, cause I truly didn't believe I had a future outside of loading cargo and staying awake for the long hours of the night hoping that the shadows wouldn't puppet my limbs. That is how they get us. There is no future, there was only an eternal now. And the best we could do was to survive until dawn and do it all again. That's no way to live... and I discovered by some surprise when I had a fateful encounter with a worldly scholar. I am interested in living. I'm interested in finding and building my own ways to live. And I came to think... I would start here... I think... my family... my friends, perhaps they deserve to rest... They lived in one long night. When I arrived at the college, and Zentra... I came to realize the world was the same all over the place. No one lived for the future... I want to build something here on the bones of our predecessors and their wild desires... I want to take the first steps so the people I meet alongside my journeys can pick a torch, and see a future... These goblins are my first step here... I want to live."

Kuroda gave the air of a journeyed individual despite only taking his first steps. As soon as he ended his speech, he held up the map Rowan drew towards the light of the flame. Eclipsing his face in its shadow for a moment before gripping his baselard tightly.

"The cave entrance, the bedrock's formation gives way to a great flaw in their camp design.... The Upward slant of the roof of the entrace shows that if the entrance were to collapse, they would be unable to dig themselves out. As the weight of the cave would list towards the destroyed section... Digging themselves out would only bury them further if we take an offensive..."

For me, my first game console was given to me when I was 3, My pops got it for me since he wasn't around a lot when I was younger. Just cause at the time his job demanded it, but he gave me a PlayStation 1 and the first game he got me was megaman legends. I loved the game, however I never had a memory card so I had to finish all my games in one sitting. Which was hard cause I was spooked easily when I was younger, and the dark ruins in the game were really scary especially when you heard robots sprint at you in the pitch black rooms.

There was a time, early in my life of table top rpgs where I first made a murder mystery. The party went out to a rich nobleman’s indoor animal enclosure. Effectively something was killing his exotic pets, and the thing that was killing them was a painting depicting all the animals that died within the artwork but none of the living ones in the enclosure. They couldn’t figure it out so… yah know… they just killed the nobleman… and then burned down the mansion

Eh, I feel alright about my submission. For me the biggest constraint was time and during those couple of week a lot of my time was spent outside the house so I had to submit most of the posts via phone. As such I wish I found this contest sooner so I could have had more time to make one long concise post without my work being deleted between turning off my little handheld cellular device… nonetheless I do hope I win, I hope what I posted is interesting enough to catch everyone’s eye. I read other peoples submissions, it did give me ideas for the world, however they didn’t make it into the submission. But I did revise the world in my notebook so… that’s something at least.

Dat’s a fair question

Name: Caelus Icairit
Race: Human
Class: Artificer
Weapon: Iron Compartmental Tower Shield and an Baselard ( a type of Shortsword)
Backstory: Caelus was originally the fishing village of Knot, most of his youth was built around fishing, and helping his father unload cargo from the larger fishing vessels and the merchants who came by road or by sea. His life was largely uneventful for many of his years, that is until a scholarly Herbalist came about on one of the merchant vessels and regaled him with stories of the outside world. The City of Zentra, the College of Science and its halls of innovation, the the floating city of Mana, The nomadic city of Sparrow tweet and various other sights. With his stories finished the Herbalist went on his way. However it wasn't long after his departure that Caelus would sign on to a merchant caravan and head to the City of Zentra to enroll in the College. Given that he was a human he was welcomed with open arms. All the while he would protect the interests of his fellow artificers and Alchemists while enrolled as a handful of competing inventors strove to steal each others work when being unable to make up for their own shortcomings. Nonetheless the work of an inventor was equally strenuous to him, he worked mainly as a hauler and engineer for many various projects before he met up with that Herbalist once more and further learned of the intracies of the elements. Given that he was human, he was unable to learn magic, but that didn't dissuade him in any way. As he created his own brand of magic, which in reality was the culmination of his shield and blade. Following becoming an accredited inventor, he created the Compartmental tower shield and his Unique Baselard blade. His shield weighed a great deal, however he had the idea of stashing various reactive powders and concoctions within the shield behind various sliding plates that would open outwards when slotting the hilt of his blade into the back of the shield. Unleashing various effects such as blinding flashes of lights, sprays of poisons, caustic sprays, and even a singular flaming blast of powder. Nonetheless, with these two weapons in hand, he set out from the city to further see the sights of this world.

I mean, I’m no better, I plan for everything in my rps. And when I rp with other lads, if they don’t catch on to what I’m getting at, I throw a curve ball right at them. In my longest running discord rp which has been going on for 9 years by this point. One of the longest mysteries in the rp was who was the first one to fire the first shot in the downtown district in the current city. Two gang members were badly injured downtown, so my partner was to figure out who fired the first shot. However later on it was discovered that it was the city council members and the local trade league instigating a gang war to try and lay claim to various hideouts that would be lost in the ensuing war. Needless to say they thought it was their buddy’s company leading them on so they investigated them but uncovered nothing. But they ultimately wasted so much time the war happened anyways°w°

@merlin

As Mosh would soon arrive with 4 other workers two beaten bloody and the other two scared stiff. Caelus would then let out an exasperated sigh before barking shouting towards the two scared individuals before pointing to one.

"You there tend to their wounds... And Mosh You did what I asked, but you did it in a way that invalidates your hard work. What use are those who can barely lift their limbs from the beating you gave them. Give me a second I'll treat their wounds... I'll give you another assignment for at least fulfilling this much."

As Caelus said this he would take his blade and slide the haft into a wedge on the side before a small compartment popped out towards him. As it did so he rummage around a bit while approaching mosh. He made it seem like he was going to give him something however a bright flash of light was broached in their general direction blinding mosh, followed by a loud defeaning bang. In that moment he was quick to dart down and jab his leg with what was effectively one of his stockpiles of poisons some of which he made himself. Held over in preparation for his journey from Zentra. This tranquilizer was made from various toxic animals, one most noteably the Veldoran moth, a feline like moth with a large bulbous tail capable of storing strong sedative fluids which it used to defend itself. After quickly Injecting Mosh, he kicked the Naguai away and to the ground as the poison was taking effect it was tailor made to paralyze the individual's peripheral limbs, due to the body's predispostion to distrubte muscle and fat accordingly. As such the arms and legs were best built to retain this toxin and negate responses from the brain and even cause a vasoconstrictive response that helped further numb the limbs to hamper the individual. All the while Caelus stood a little ways away from Mosh looking down at him, with a look of indifference.

"Was it fun beating up your comrade in arms? I believe Rowan thinks of everyone here to be his family correct? I doubt he would like it if I used you as a test dummy for the weapon we're going to develop... Ain't that right Mosh? Although he's not here now is he, and I'm ultimately left in charge of you, don't worry you're not going to die from this. I got no use for corpses... Well not now, later maybe I will."

Caelus had dealt with Naguai in the past, and the few that had began to delve into the pits of madness that were in his fishing village would fall in line when he, fellow naguai, or his comrades began to evoke fear into them. And in turn he was going to see if Mosh would respond well enough to a rougher touch than merely being knocked out by Rowan in a quick blow. Nonetheless Caelus was quick to turn around to face the others once again.

"So then, we gotta get to work those who got injured, should see to their wounds. I'll bring a task later for you that'll be simple even for your injuries alright. You others, oh you're looking rather pale from the scare this lad gave you, I'll ask that you scrounge up unwanted crates, barrels, and wheelbarrows, and let's start stock piling them here. Now you other 2 go grab some onions, I only need about 10 or so, You go grab some scrap metal or ask for unwanted metal, and last but not least... I'm asking you to go shovel up either shit, or go into those fields and pick up the scraps of their harvest buying peat is also good. I need materials for the explosives we're going to make, and the mobile siege weapons we're going to use."

As he said this, he would divy up 2 silver to onion grabbers, The shit shoveler was going to get 10 silver for if they found a good deal on peat, and in the meantime, Kuroda would throw down his hulking shield down onto Mosh's body before sitting down on him

"Behave now otherwise I'll make you into a bloody smear in the ground.... This shield has a directional explosive in it, one that I can trigger at any point.. and look at who I'm sitting on..."

Caelus's voice was fairly cold in comparison to the warm human that was there the night before.

@mianngu hey, you know how things is, when people don’t see what’s in front of them, might as well cover a wide berth right?

@merlin

Caelus upon being entrusted with funds of the company, quietly opened up the pouch and saw a fairly decent sum of silver piled within the cloth sack, combined with his own funds, primarily the research stipend provided to graduates of the College of Science, he assumed he had more than enough to fulfill his plans. Especially given that he could ask to employ the many hands of vagabond arms in the joint prospect of mutual survival. As such he took immediate charge of the situation barking out orders to those who remained. Given that it was just Mosh, Caelus brough the bottom of his fist and gently hit Mosh's chest.

"Well if Rowan's not giving you anything to do, let's make use of you boss. I'm going to need hands on deck for this coming raid. Tell the rest of the group to meet me in the town square and make sure they come, the faster the better. We're going to make mobile siege weapons for the raid. Also relay the info to the others who gone off to do those jobs for Rowan. Once you're done meet me back at the town square like everyone else."

Unlike previously, Caelus had an air of authority about him, perhaps it was due to his early life as a militia man back in his hometown, or perhaps he learned how to command his presence as a inventor of the college of science. Ultimately however he was standing upright and tall akin to a soldier. He was speaking louder, and more pronounced. A stark contrast to the previous night. Who seemed far more relaxed and introspective. He had decisiveness in his eyes, and a spark of life gleaming in his eyes. However it was just his work ethic shining through, as he was the epitome of "Work hard, Rest easy"

"Also Get my shield, I keep some tools in a compartment, so just get someone to drag it there. It won't blow up in your guys face if you don't have my sword anyhow!"