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- High Fantasy, Modern Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Yaoi, Political Intrigue, Supernatural, Post-Apocalyptic
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<h2 style="color:#DA4300;">April 13th, 2028</h2>
The throng was restless. The last time the vote had been cast, the smoke had still been black. Thousands upon thousands had gathered in the square, staring intently at the chimney despite the dark of night. It wasn't a new sight. The same was true the day before and the day before that. For seven days, the College of Cardinals had failed to elect a new pontiff. For seven days more, the whole world held its breath, praying intently to a god whom they did not know cared not a bit about their petty supplications. The many hundreds that gathered with rosaries, novenas, flickering candles and all sorts of religious paraphernalia all prayed that the Catholic Church would not remain without a head for another day longer.
The square was lit as best as it could be, but the architecture did not really allow for much lighting. At its heart, the red granite obelisk crowned with the symbol of the church, of the passion of the Christ, was illuminated by flickering candlelight from the congregation that watched ever so vigilantly for the white smoke that signified that again there was an embodiment of Christ on the earth and the occasional flash from the multitude of cameras that snapped pictures of the historical event.
"-- We are broadcasting live from St. Peter's Square which is filled to the brim with people waiting with held breath for the next counting of the ballot. We are standing near the colonnade so we do not have the best view of the smokestack but we will do our best to send you a real-time image of the chimney in the Sistine Chapel."
"Once again, Peter, if we see black smoke again, this means that the College of Cardinals has yet again failed to choose a new pope. However, if we see white smoke, this means that the Catholic Church again has a pope and we will have a leader in matters of faith. For the past seven days, the conclave hasn't been able to--" The ecstasy in the air was palpable as a wave of applause, jubilation and cheering rippled through the crowd. "It has happened Peter, the Catholic Church now has a new pope and I could not be happier! It's amazing, the noise is just deafening."
And, truth be told, the noise was indeed truly deafening. It began from a lone singer, singing the Gloria but it was quick to be picked up by the rest of the crowd. Everyone be it man or woman or child, young or old, high-pitched or low-pitched, English, French, Italian or whatever language one could think of, sang the hymn of praise. It was a spectacle to behold. Humanity coming together to herald the rise of a new pontiff.
To herald the beginning of the war to come.
<h2 style="color:#DA4300;">Easter Sunday, April 16th, 2030</h2>
"The new Pontiff, Pope Ignatius has just been crowned with the triregnum, the papal crown and is about to deliver his first Papal Address" The cameras all swiveled away from the field reporter to the newly elected pope.
"Urbi et Orbi, fratres in fide, liberi Dei Omnipotentis."
"To the city of Rome and to the world, my brothers and sisters in the faith, children of God Almighty."
"The time is ripe for a reckoning. For far too long, our faith has been under attack. For far too long we, the Children of the Lord God have quailed before those who want to see us gone but we have grown stronger. We now vastly outnumber them and we have the Lord on our side. My children, with the Father, we are powerful."
"Our enemies will tremble when they hear our voices rise with the voice of the One! They will flee when we storm them with His hand guiding us!" The response was uproarious. "With their false gods they dared to declare holy wars upon us. Jihads, they called them. They killed thousands over the years with their fires, their bombs, their guns, but theirs is not true fire!"
"Let us rain fire and brimstone on them and raze their cities to the ground! We are the instruments of God's justice. We are the instruments of his wrath! Let us bring down his sword of sacred, just fire on them and purge this world of their evil!"
"Perhaps it is time we bring the war to them. Leaders of the world. I implore you. For the love you bear the Lord and the Faith, take up arms and help us wipe the devil from the land that was given to us by the Almighty! Let the Church once again take up arm against those that would do evil. Faithful brothers I call on you to lay down your lives in the service of the Church. I call on you for a crusade against the blasphemers of the East!"
"All who pay the ultimate price for this war will not do it in vain. There is a place at the table of the Lord for you --"
<h3 style="color:#dfca40;">Available character races:</h3>
Angels - Heaven's lowest choir. They are the ones that do the "dirty" work and actually go down into the mortal plane to carry out orders.
Fallen - Hell's lowest legions. They are the weakest, so they are the only ones that can, for now, bypass the seal on the Gate. It takes a lot of energy to send one to Earth though, so there are few of them and only the weaker ones are playable.
Vampires - You're either a True Feeder(a vampire that is not allergic to sunlight, can be killed conventionally and can only turn another person through true love) or a Spiteful(damned souls from hell who are the more well-known vampires who can only be killed by long exposure to the sun and a stake through the chest. Also, their bite cannot turn people).
Were-Creatures - Shape-changing creatures that can take the form of a large predator or a sort of in-between state between human and creature. Morphing is triggered by a sigil that draws on an adrenaline rush caused by seeing good humans in danger. They have a very protective natural instinct.
Lycans - Shape-changing creatures during the full moon, these humans are often unaware of their actions during full moons and are very susceptible to instruction from angels at this time. They are normally not allergic to silver, but on the full moon, the sigil responsible for their shape-changing reacts violently with silver and can kill them. If they ever fully lose contact with moonlight on the full moon, they will revert to human form in 13 minutes.
Drakkan - Cousins of the were-creatures, they have no natural instinct to protect humans. However, being near angels faithful to YHWH angers them and triggers the ability to change into fire-breathing dragons. They were specifically engineered to be able to repel angelic beings.
*NOTE: Humans are a playable race!
<h3 style="color:#dfca40;">Setting:</h3>
This story takes place in war-torn Israel in the year 2032. Four years ago at his coronation, Pope Ignatius, the new pontiff of the Catholic Church called for a crusade against all non-Christians and like all the crusades that came before this one, their primary objective was to recapture the holy city of Jerusalem. They still haven't taken it, but they are close and their forces are only getting stronger with each passing year. The soldiers are getting more ferocious, more monstrous too.
Only a few months ago they had begun shooting anyone who even remotely looked Muslim on sight without discrimination. Entire streets have been littered with bodies peppered by gunshot wounds. Men, women and yes, even children, have been killed all for being born on the wrong side of the world. You have managed to escape. Whatever your background was, whatever you once were doesn't matter anymore. You're on the run.
You, that is, and a small ragtag group of individuals struggling to find a safe place, to survive in the unforgiving, arid landscape. Rumor has it that Jerusalem is a safe haven, at least for now. Other bands of people that you've met at a cautious distance have said the same thing. Again and again you've heard it, "They say there's water, food and shelter at the Holy City."
What other choice do you have but to brave the war-torn expanse that lies between you and supposed safety? Even the risk is worth taking.
Either you get to the city and live, or you fall prey to the religious zealots waiting at every corner.
But will you find rest at Jerusalem or will you find something else entirely?
To read more information on the whole thing, you'll have to go and read up on the extensive OOC that I have on my blog. I cannot condense the magic system and if I put it here, it would take up the entire OOC post. So if you would be so kind as to visit Magic System
Remember, not everyone can be a mage.
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What has gotten into you? Get up! Please! We can't afford to rest right now!
I don't want to die!
I fucking know the ground is hot and the sun is unbearable, but please, it isn't much further! We need to get to Jerusalem. No! We don't have water we can spare. We'll find a well somehow. Can you not hear the gunshots? They're coming closer!
You can't go back. We can't go back! The town is destroyed. Your house has probably been blown down. Your family is most likely dead. Don't you at least want to avenge them? What good would you do dead?!
Please. Just please. Don't give up yet. There's food and shelter and water at the Holy City. We need only to believe that whoever is out there will help us.
No...
I don't know that.
But it's all we have...
[/DASH]What has gotten into you? Get up! Please! We can't afford to rest right now!
I don't want to die!
I fucking know the ground is hot and the sun is unbearable, but please, it isn't much further! We need to get to Jerusalem. No! We don't have water we can spare. We'll find a well somehow. Can you not hear the gunshots? They're coming closer!
You can't go back. We can't go back! The town is destroyed. Your house has probably been blown down. Your family is most likely dead. Don't you at least want to avenge them? What good would you do dead?!
Please. Just please. Don't give up yet. There's food and shelter and water at the Holy City. We need only to believe that whoever is out there will help us.
No...
I don't know that.
But it's all we have...
<h2 style="color:#DA4300;">April 13th, 2028</h2>
The throng was restless. The last time the vote had been cast, the smoke had still been black. Thousands upon thousands had gathered in the square, staring intently at the chimney despite the dark of night. It wasn't a new sight. The same was true the day before and the day before that. For seven days, the College of Cardinals had failed to elect a new pontiff. For seven days more, the whole world held its breath, praying intently to a god whom they did not know cared not a bit about their petty supplications. The many hundreds that gathered with rosaries, novenas, flickering candles and all sorts of religious paraphernalia all prayed that the Catholic Church would not remain without a head for another day longer.
The square was lit as best as it could be, but the architecture did not really allow for much lighting. At its heart, the red granite obelisk crowned with the symbol of the church, of the passion of the Christ, was illuminated by flickering candlelight from the congregation that watched ever so vigilantly for the white smoke that signified that again there was an embodiment of Christ on the earth and the occasional flash from the multitude of cameras that snapped pictures of the historical event.
"-- We are broadcasting live from St. Peter's Square which is filled to the brim with people waiting with held breath for the next counting of the ballot. We are standing near the colonnade so we do not have the best view of the smokestack but we will do our best to send you a real-time image of the chimney in the Sistine Chapel."
"Once again, Peter, if we see black smoke again, this means that the College of Cardinals has yet again failed to choose a new pope. However, if we see white smoke, this means that the Catholic Church again has a pope and we will have a leader in matters of faith. For the past seven days, the conclave hasn't been able to--" The ecstasy in the air was palpable as a wave of applause, jubilation and cheering rippled through the crowd. "It has happened Peter, the Catholic Church now has a new pope and I could not be happier! It's amazing, the noise is just deafening."
And, truth be told, the noise was indeed truly deafening. It began from a lone singer, singing the Gloria but it was quick to be picked up by the rest of the crowd. Everyone be it man or woman or child, young or old, high-pitched or low-pitched, English, French, Italian or whatever language one could think of, sang the hymn of praise. It was a spectacle to behold. Humanity coming together to herald the rise of a new pontiff.
To herald the beginning of the war to come.
<h2 style="color:#DA4300;">Easter Sunday, April 16th, 2030</h2>
"The new Pontiff, Pope Ignatius has just been crowned with the triregnum, the papal crown and is about to deliver his first Papal Address" The cameras all swiveled away from the field reporter to the newly elected pope.
"Urbi et Orbi, fratres in fide, liberi Dei Omnipotentis."
"To the city of Rome and to the world, my brothers and sisters in the faith, children of God Almighty."
"The time is ripe for a reckoning. For far too long, our faith has been under attack. For far too long we, the Children of the Lord God have quailed before those who want to see us gone but we have grown stronger. We now vastly outnumber them and we have the Lord on our side. My children, with the Father, we are powerful."
"Our enemies will tremble when they hear our voices rise with the voice of the One! They will flee when we storm them with His hand guiding us!" The response was uproarious. "With their false gods they dared to declare holy wars upon us. Jihads, they called them. They killed thousands over the years with their fires, their bombs, their guns, but theirs is not true fire!"
"Let us rain fire and brimstone on them and raze their cities to the ground! We are the instruments of God's justice. We are the instruments of his wrath! Let us bring down his sword of sacred, just fire on them and purge this world of their evil!"
"Perhaps it is time we bring the war to them. Leaders of the world. I implore you. For the love you bear the Lord and the Faith, take up arms and help us wipe the devil from the land that was given to us by the Almighty! Let the Church once again take up arm against those that would do evil. Faithful brothers I call on you to lay down your lives in the service of the Church. I call on you for a crusade against the blasphemers of the East!"
"All who pay the ultimate price for this war will not do it in vain. There is a place at the table of the Lord for you --"
<h3 style="color:#dfca40;">Available character races:</h3>
Angels - Heaven's lowest choir. They are the ones that do the "dirty" work and actually go down into the mortal plane to carry out orders.
Fallen - Hell's lowest legions. They are the weakest, so they are the only ones that can, for now, bypass the seal on the Gate. It takes a lot of energy to send one to Earth though, so there are few of them and only the weaker ones are playable.
Vampires - You're either a True Feeder(a vampire that is not allergic to sunlight, can be killed conventionally and can only turn another person through true love) or a Spiteful(damned souls from hell who are the more well-known vampires who can only be killed by long exposure to the sun and a stake through the chest. Also, their bite cannot turn people).
Were-Creatures - Shape-changing creatures that can take the form of a large predator or a sort of in-between state between human and creature. Morphing is triggered by a sigil that draws on an adrenaline rush caused by seeing good humans in danger. They have a very protective natural instinct.
Lycans - Shape-changing creatures during the full moon, these humans are often unaware of their actions during full moons and are very susceptible to instruction from angels at this time. They are normally not allergic to silver, but on the full moon, the sigil responsible for their shape-changing reacts violently with silver and can kill them. If they ever fully lose contact with moonlight on the full moon, they will revert to human form in 13 minutes.
Drakkan - Cousins of the were-creatures, they have no natural instinct to protect humans. However, being near angels faithful to YHWH angers them and triggers the ability to change into fire-breathing dragons. They were specifically engineered to be able to repel angelic beings.
*NOTE: Humans are a playable race!
<h3 style="color:#dfca40;">Setting:</h3>
This story takes place in war-torn Israel in the year 2032. Four years ago at his coronation, Pope Ignatius, the new pontiff of the Catholic Church called for a crusade against all non-Christians and like all the crusades that came before this one, their primary objective was to recapture the holy city of Jerusalem. They still haven't taken it, but they are close and their forces are only getting stronger with each passing year. The soldiers are getting more ferocious, more monstrous too.
Only a few months ago they had begun shooting anyone who even remotely looked Muslim on sight without discrimination. Entire streets have been littered with bodies peppered by gunshot wounds. Men, women and yes, even children, have been killed all for being born on the wrong side of the world. You have managed to escape. Whatever your background was, whatever you once were doesn't matter anymore. You're on the run.
You, that is, and a small ragtag group of individuals struggling to find a safe place, to survive in the unforgiving, arid landscape. Rumor has it that Jerusalem is a safe haven, at least for now. Other bands of people that you've met at a cautious distance have said the same thing. Again and again you've heard it, "They say there's water, food and shelter at the Holy City."
What other choice do you have but to brave the war-torn expanse that lies between you and supposed safety? Even the risk is worth taking.
Either you get to the city and live, or you fall prey to the religious zealots waiting at every corner.
But will you find rest at Jerusalem or will you find something else entirely?
To read more information on the whole thing, you'll have to go and read up on the extensive OOC that I have on my blog. I cannot condense the magic system and if I put it here, it would take up the entire OOC post. So if you would be so kind as to visit Magic System
Remember, not everyone can be a mage.
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