- Invitation Status
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Any.
In a realm filled with what could only be described as chaos.
As evident by the pieces of buildings and rocks floating in a greyish plane. And that some of these pieces had "people" on them. But weren't moving, like wax models that could be found in a museum.
But, on a more "complete" piece of floating land. There stood two people. One female, and one male. Both of them wore similarly styed clothing, and had basically the same features. Gingerish hair, pale skin and gray eyes.
They appeared to waiting for something to happen.
That something soon came as nine portals spawned infront of them.....Unfortunately, for the people passing through the portals. They were angled.....Weirdly, so when they came through, they would......Fall onto their chest.
"That is going to-" The lady said. "-Hurt a lot for them." The gentleman finished for his twin.
Before long, the portals spewed out their respective person. Or in one case. A dog.
As the people fell onto the ground, and as they recovered. The twins walked forward.
"We do apologize for the-" "-Undesirable landing conditions." The order that they spoke in, reversed as this time. It was the gentleman who started the sentence before the lady finished it.
"....I cannot sometimes control the angle that my portals form at. Nor if they were walking through unprepared." The voice's owner soon formed as a man in a brown trench coat with pale features and pure black eyes. He was floating, his arms crossed. Black smoke was coming off of him.
The twins looked back to the group after giving the floating man a look.
"It does appear we're missing two of them..." "The vigilante, and the undead king...." The twins muttered to themselves. "But first." "A introductory session." "Ah, that is possibly for the best. Let's start." The twins said between themselves.
"He is Robert Lutece." "And she is Rosalind Lutece." "We're the Lutece Twins." They both gave a bow.
The floating man didn't say anything, since afterall. His true name was unknown, infact. He was known by a nickname.
They waited for the group to introduce themselves.
As evident by the pieces of buildings and rocks floating in a greyish plane. And that some of these pieces had "people" on them. But weren't moving, like wax models that could be found in a museum.
But, on a more "complete" piece of floating land. There stood two people. One female, and one male. Both of them wore similarly styed clothing, and had basically the same features. Gingerish hair, pale skin and gray eyes.
They appeared to waiting for something to happen.
That something soon came as nine portals spawned infront of them.....Unfortunately, for the people passing through the portals. They were angled.....Weirdly, so when they came through, they would......Fall onto their chest.
"That is going to-" The lady said. "-Hurt a lot for them." The gentleman finished for his twin.
Before long, the portals spewed out their respective person. Or in one case. A dog.
As the people fell onto the ground, and as they recovered. The twins walked forward.
"We do apologize for the-" "-Undesirable landing conditions." The order that they spoke in, reversed as this time. It was the gentleman who started the sentence before the lady finished it.
"....I cannot sometimes control the angle that my portals form at. Nor if they were walking through unprepared." The voice's owner soon formed as a man in a brown trench coat with pale features and pure black eyes. He was floating, his arms crossed. Black smoke was coming off of him.
The twins looked back to the group after giving the floating man a look.
"It does appear we're missing two of them..." "The vigilante, and the undead king...." The twins muttered to themselves. "But first." "A introductory session." "Ah, that is possibly for the best. Let's start." The twins said between themselves.
"He is Robert Lutece." "And she is Rosalind Lutece." "We're the Lutece Twins." They both gave a bow.
The floating man didn't say anything, since afterall. His true name was unknown, infact. He was known by a nickname.
They waited for the group to introduce themselves.