The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)
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				Title: <strong>The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dariusfallenstar</strong> on <strong>02-03-2014, 23:24:35</strong>
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				<strong>Posting Disclaimer</strong> <strong>Please do not post in this thread unless your character has been approved. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198087.msg9652102#msg9652102)</strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Rules</strong></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>1:</strong> No God-Moding. Small adjustments and scene changes are fine, but no controlling others' characters. <br><strong>2:</strong> Use the established terrain and locations &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198215.0)as you see fit, we've left them vague on purpose; however, avoid making permanent changes or adjustments without Admin approval.<br><strong>3:</strong> Admins may come and go in any thread or pairing. These are powerful overseers who exist in the village for this own reasons, often to make things more <em>interesting.</em> Admins are played only by strictly approved people (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198087.msg9652106#msg9652106). <br><strong>4:</strong> Play with whom you want, how you want, but please be open to feedback if another player PMs you. Combat and conflict between characters is permitted - if an Admin or ruling is required, let me or another Admin know via PM. <br><strong>5:</strong> Supernatural powers must be approved before they are obtained officially. <br><strong>6:</strong> Corruption changes - above 5, or <em>any</em> reductions must be approved/overseen by an Admin. <br><strong>7:</strong> Posters should reply an average of once a week (though allowances will be made). Players who go silent for 10+ days may have their characters administratively written out until availability or interest returns. <br><strong>8:</strong> Remember that posts should be descriptive and contain around 150-250 words (around 3 paragraphs) of content, though there is no need to force it during conversations. <br><br><br>Posts should include the following heading:<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Time:[/b] (Approximate current time, so if stories diverge we can keep track of who is where)<br>[b]Location:[/b] (Use a number of name to approximate where your character is)<br>[b]Interacting with:[/b] (Who, if anyone, you are interacting with. Players not interacting with anyone are presumed "up for grabs" by an Admin or other player)<br>[b]Notes:[/b] (Side notes, such as weather or not combat is happening, an Admin is needed/requested, that you are recruiting others to join into the scene, special attitudes or supernatural events, etc.)<br></code></pre></div></div><br><strong>Key Links:</strong><br><br>OOC Discussion Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197918.0#top)<br>OOC Character Approval Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198087.msg9652102#msg9652102)<br>Locations and Layout of the Village (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198215.0#top)<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dariusfallenstar</strong> on <strong>11-03-2014, 16:45:23</strong>
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				<strong>Introductory Description</strong><br><br>Mists roiled about the tropical village. Deep amber and amethyst colors shot through the thick white mist, like lightning from a bottle or a television display gone wrong. Beyond the mists, barely hinted in high shadows that were only visible late in the day, were swaying trees of some unknown type. It did not matter what those silhouettes indicated specifically, not really. They would change randomly, sometimes each day, other times waiting weeks or, once, months to indicate that the lands within the mist had changed. <br><br>Within the mist was a paradise of untold origin. Emerald grass and rolling hills dominated much of the place, with dips and hills hinting at far reaches worthy of exploration. Almost all newcomers arrived in the southernmost point of the Village, although some would find themselves wandering in from the North East. Regardless, they were greeted with a sense of the idyllic long before the true, sinister nature of the village became apparent.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dariusfallenstar</strong> on <strong>11-03-2014, 16:56:00</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far North-East Corner of the Map (near 12 and 13)<br><strong>Interacting with:</strong> No one yet!<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Jason Milo character introduction<br><br><br>Jason Milo, a leanly pale youth who looked a little younger than his age, stepped from the mist into the village and his pale eyes widened in wonder at what he’d discovered. Glancing back, searching the swirling mists for signs of his sister and seeing none – not even a shadowy outline of her form, though she’d been right behind, he frowned. <br><br>“Sis?” he called softly, and then again louder. The mist seemed to reflect his shouts, ricocheting them within until the words became nothing more than a low murmur. A shot of panic startled the young man into action and he ran back into the mist, heedless of whether or not he might collide with his lost sister. <br><br>Only to find himself running back *out* of the mist and into the emerald, forested hills (North East). Frowning, confused, he started to shout again, but a sudden sense of calm washed over him. It was as though the world around him had grown into sharp focus, the beauty and welcoming sensation of being present overwhelming his fear, his doubt…anything at all. His family, currently on vacation not too far from where he and his sister had gone exploring, became a wistful memory, neither unpleasant – despite what his disciplinarian father had done to the boy on this trip – nor poignant. The memories still existed, but they simply did not *matter* so much now.<br><br>Exhaling, his expressive if thin lips twisting into a wry smile, amused at his own consternation, Jason allowed joy to flood through his body. The boy wore large, baggy khaki pants with several spare bottles of water (the region was known to be hot and human, so his mother had required extra care!), and a form fitting white polo t-shirt that suited his long torso well. Hints of sweat ringed beneath his arms, now quickly evaporating as his high-tech shirt whisked the moisture away. It was as though the landscape within the fog were the perfect temperature, not too dry, not too humid. Just warm enough to need no clothes to be comfortable, not so hot that he would continue sweating. <br><br>In other words, perfect for exploring. <br><br>Standing on his tip toes and moving around the boughs of what appeared to be some sort of fruit trees, regularly spaced on the green ground, he thought he spied some sort of stone structure directly to his south. To the west he thought he could see another stony space, although he couldn’t quite make it out. Intrigued, he almost stared out to inspect them both – but the memories of his sister, more poignant now that he was so relaxed, more tempting too, kept him from moving quite yet. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nymphadora</strong> on <strong>12-03-2014, 23:02:59</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far North-East Corner of the Map (near 12 and 13)<br><strong>Interacting with:</strong> Jason Milo, Anyone around<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Intro for Shannon Milo. <br><br>All she had done was bend down to retie the lace of her right shoe, small, canvas things that normally were never untied so they rarely came untied on their own. The mist was up ahead, as was Jason, her older brother. “Hang on, my shoe lace.” She muttered and crouched down. In the space of those few seconds, Jason was gone.<br><br>“Not funny.” She called. “Jay? Jason. Don’t you dare try and spook me.” She said warningly. “Jason!” She called louder before stepping into the mist against her better judgement. They were a bit old for hide and seek type games but, Jason had been teasing her a bit the whole time they’d been away and Shannon was wondering, maybe even hoping, he might just tackle her out of nowhere. <br><br>They’d always been kept a bit separate growing up, once she’d begun to look more like she did now, especially. Despite the fact she looked younger than her age of 19, Shannon had the body of a fit and healthy woman. Curvy figure and long blonde hair, she had always attracted guys. Her blue eyes sparkled when she laughed, which was often.<br><br>Jason had proposed they go off exploring and Shannon had jumped at the chance to escape the ever watchful gaze of their parents. Stepping out of the mist, a completely unexpected scene was laid before her, Shannon began to wonder if they’d been exploring longer than she had thought. Behind her the mist was a wall that shifted and swirled in a variety of shadows and flickering light that made it seem like someone might be just about to step out. In front of her was a beautiful scene. <br><br>Shannon couldn’t help the peaceful smile that spread over her face as she looked over the rolling hills far into the distance of this strange paradise in paradise. She started forward almost eagerly, at first, curiosity driving the young woman for the moment. The fragrance on the air, the temperature too, she realized, was different than a few moments before. Her mother had made them both dress cautiously so her baggy khakis and light crew neck t-shirt were as environmentally adaptable as her brother’s. Under she wore her bikini and also carried a few spare bottles of water.<br><br>It was a few steps before she remembered she’d followed Jason into the mist and wondered if he’d come through to this place as well. “Jason!” She called louder than ever, her eyes looking off through the spaced trees around her to the South.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dariusfallenstar</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 05:56:22</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far North-East Corner of the Map (near 12 and 13)<br><strong>Interacting with:</strong> No one yet!<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Jason Milo character introduction<br><br>The sound of his sister’s call stopped Jason in his tracks from his meandering. Her voice was distant, as though far away. How long had it been since they’d been separated? How long had it taken her to gather her courage enough to step into the mist? The idea of Shannon hesitating for half an hour just to see if he was coming back before venturing after had a certain amusing quality to the handsome young man. <br><br>Turning in his tracks, he wove his way around the foliage and up the subtle hill that had somehow devoured the view of the mist-clad forest. A few moments later and he was in view of his sister, legs pumping as he approached. The young man looked a bit flushed as he approached, as the heat of the climb and the distance traveled told on his fit physique. <br><br>“Sis, what took you so long?” he called playfully, feeling an odd sort of hitch in his breath as he took her in. It felt like the first time he’d seen her, somehow. He’d always been subtly attracted to his sister, but it had never been more than an acknowledgment of her burgeoning beauty. Now? Difficult to ignore. <br><br>With effort, he forced himself to feel and act normally, stuffing his desire in the box his faith afforded him. “I’ve been here nearly half an hour!” He glanced down at his watch to confirm it.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(<strong>Note:</strong> For Shannon only a few minutes need have passed; it’s fine if there’s a time discrepancy between the outside and inside worlds)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village of Whispers (IC Introductory Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nymphadora</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 07:00:42</strong>
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				<strong>Time:</strong> Early Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far North-East Corner of the Map (near 12 and 13)<br><strong>Interacting with:</strong> Jason Milo, Anyone around<br><strong>Notes:</strong>&nbsp; Beginning to explore<br><br>It was a relief when she saw her brother coming towards her. Shannon found herself tilting her head kind of curiously as she watched him move. He seemed to be different, somehow, but he was flushed, perhaps that was why he looked fresher or more vibrant. It was like there was an aura around him that had Shannon feeling even more glad to have found him again.<br><br>"You didn't come back. I kept expecting you to jump out at me." She said and smirked at him in an amused fashion. "So long? Jason, I was only tying my shoe. It was a couple of minutes, if that. You can't have been here that long. Your watch must be broken."&nbsp; Shannon didn't have a watch on to confirm anything herself. <br><br>"Let me see." She said and took his hand pulling her brother closer to see what his watch said for herself. "Well anyway, I wish you had waited for me, just glad I found you." She said and smiled at him with her head tilted a little again before catching herself and turning away from him to look out over the landscape again.<br><br>Shannon tried to distract herself but she was more than glad to have him nearby again. It was actually kind of unusual that they were allowed to go off on their own together but at the moment it just seemed like good luck. "So, what did you find in your time around here anything cool or should we head back before they get a good sized search party going?"&nbsp; <br><br>Walking a bit towards the South taking the route Jason had taken to get to her, Shannon goes up onto her toes, twisting to try and see anything.&nbsp; This isn't like the jungle, the air is comfortable with a different scent to it as well. "Bro, hike me up onto your shoulders, I'll see what there is to check out."&nbsp; She returned to stand in front of him again, ready for the boost.
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