A small kiosk stands in the middle of nowhere, surrounding a ordinary red door. The kiosk is staffed by an exceedingly bored, excessively ordinary teenaged girl far more interested in getting the dirt out from under her nails then talking to you. And why wouldn't she be? She has seen great warriors, kings at the front of armies, walk up to her little desk demanding her to let them though. She has seen Gods and alien armadas arrayed before her, threatening her with enough power to rend the planet itself asunder. Ancient cuthoid horrors have torn though the skein of reality, squamous creatures anathema to existence itself, to simply set themselves down before her, asking politely from a thousand mouths if they could be let through. She has turned them all away. What are you to them? Yet, the girl's phone rings. Seeing who is on the other end she quickly, almost in a panic, answers the phone. *** A thousand worlds away, a Woman in Pink cheerfully speaks into her phone while a movie plays in the background. No one stops her- they sit in the rows motionless; men, women and children. They all look alive yet... empty. Admist the husks, the woman has her conversation; it is almost like a movie itself, a mockery of a real conversation, its real meaning unknowable to anyone if they easvedroped upon her words. Then, she stops, as if considering something. Then she says it, a simple phrase. The phrase has been said many times in the past by countless people, but when spoken by Her, the words possessed a gravitas that they have never held before, and never will since. "Let them in." *** The girl hangs up her phone, visibly shaken. She soon regains her composure. For a moment, upon seeing the motley assortment of...things... before her, she considers what could make them different. Then the thought is quickly discarded, as she quickly loses interest. She simply places a little placard on the desk of her little kiosk. [Welcome: to THE DOOR! We are currently accepting visitors!] In all honesty, the whole thing seems weird; you don't honestly remember how you got here. Were you locked in a battle with a great demon just moments ago? Were you at the head of a great armada, about to change the course of the universe with a single word? Or did you simply get a flat tire, and the kiosk was the first thing you saw? It doesn't matter in all honesty. It couldn't hurt to humor the girl in walking through the door. Really, it doesn't even lead anywhere... ------------------------------------- What is THE DOOR? THE DOOR has always existed. From the ancient times when rumors about bizzare beasts surrounded the region THE DOOR resides in, to nowadays, where rumors about alien abductions seem disproportionately high around its location, THE DOOR, curiously enough, dosen't actually seem to exist anywhere, yet it exists simultaneously everywhere. No one has even been chosen by THE DOOR to enter- that is, until you happened upon it. Who does THE DOOR chose? THE DOOR believes everyone is special; that said, only a few will ever be chosen by it. YOU, THE CHOSEN OF THE DOOR, can be anyone or anything you can think of- from a great demon warrior, to alien dancer, to some random schmoe that happened on THE DOOR's kiosk late at night due to a flat tire. For characters, all you need to give me is: Name: Gender: Race: Appearance: Personality: Equipment: Strengths: Weaknesses: Misc: Feel free to even use a character from another role-play- THE DOOR dosen't discriminate. THE DOOR loves everyone- but sometimes THE DOOR has to let you die. Within the realm of THE DOOR, you are not immortal. If you do something dumb, THE DOOR will sadly have to let you suffer the consequences of your actions. THE DOOR, will never take a life automatically, and will leave things up to a die roll, modified by how awesome you are. This shouldn't be an issue; THE DOOR only takes karmic retribution to god-modders. Feel free to ask THE DOOR for help. If you need to send a PM in relation to the game, put "I beseach THE DOOR" in the header. Or you can ask for help in this OOC thread. THE DOOR will listen and judge your words appropriately. This might be a powerful tool, but might also screw you over. Just be careful what you ask THE DOOR for. Anyone ready to face THE DOOR? Finally, I'm accepting characters at this time. Feel free to bring anyone as mundane or weird as you want; just remember, Karma favors the meek. I'm looking for around 3-5 characters to start, then I might run multiple adventure parties in a group instead of a thread.