[OOC/Sign-Up]The World At Our Fingertips: Episode I - Treason

[anethia]

The World At Our Fingertips.

A world, always there, the world we saw when we blinked and when we turned away. And then another world, a world riddled in mystery and far away from what was known. Hidden in the smartest place, where no-one would ever look. Right in front of them. The signs all there, the breadcrumbs left behind. Yet still, we did not see.

A world of excitement, of unfathomable danger. A world of trust, loyalty, betrayal and last, completely desperate stands. Where magic flowed in the pulsing veins and spread out across the Earth, where the wind danced to one's will and the power terrifying. The undeniable feeling of something more, a shadow you could not vanquish. A world of mystery, and yet so undeniably familiar.

A world that hid itself from the view of 'the mortals', the ones that could not bend the earth and walk on water. The ones they had sworn to protect, yet they never knew. The ones always at risk, from a force they never even realized was there. Quite unfair, really. Yet such was the way with life, the ones with power ruled, unquestioned. Even when the chains that bound their subjects were gentle, easily broken and not visible. You didn't know they were even there until you were in too deep, and you had already become one of the ones with power. And nobody likes giving up power.

Setting

Set in modern day Earth, this roleplay will depict the secret civilization of magic that ruled secretly beneath them. The ones who's wars were on behalf of the world, and the famed mages could destroy mountains with a simple gesture. I understand; this concept is nothing new. A magical race who are in secret? This is practically Harry Potter! Well, apart from that the magic will be completely different, and in Harry Potter they get letters explicitly stating the Wizarding World. But let's talk more about THIS one, and what's going to make it different.

Unguarded by spells, hidden in plain view by absolutely nothing, were Sanctums. In the bustling hearts of the 'mortal' world, the ones without magic. Were the sorcerers; the ones with magic from the Odai pulsing through them. They gathered, these Sanctums acting as the law of the secret sorcerer lives that went on there. A place for jobs, to learn, to gather and laugh. The one in absolute power - known as the Exalt - commands the lower branches of the Sanctum, working as a sort of government for the sorcerers living in the area. They passed laws, launched investigations, gave jobs. They communicated to the smaller branches in less important cities, the smaller branches known as the Temple of _____.

History of the World

A long time has passed since the Odai existed. Powerful creatures, so similar to humans and yet impossibly different. Driven by the magic they harnessed from the world, they lived in a constant state of war, each one of them mad for power. An insatiable lust that would plague them, cause them to destroy each other in their own blinded pursuit of incredible power without realizing the destructive causes it would have. They all fought, ached for the true power they talked about in lullabies and in rhyme. An ancient myth, older than even them.

They fought for it until one day, one horrible day, an Odai known as Jal received the legendary power of the stars and heavens they sought. And it destroyed Jal, it ripped apart the Odai. It was in an instant that Jal's mind and conscious was ripped apart, the power far too great. It drove him mad, but he was dead before he even realized. And all that remained was a terrifying creature as the magic retreated to the stars, hidden in the Zodiac where none would disturb it again. The terrifying creature, however, hungered. It had no form; not really. It was a being of dark and light as one, a disturbing mess of fractured reality and the formless given form. A being that, by all means should not exist by any rule of nature, but such was the awe inspiring power of the stars.

The creature once known as Jal, holding no recollection of what it once was, laid waste to the world. The cities of the Odai burned, each one of them running from something that was everywhere. With a flick of its non-existent wrist, it shattered bones and flattened cities. And such was the end of the Odai; such was the deserved end of the power hungry species. And the being of impossibilities moved on, it opened a portal to another universe; another reality, and began to destroy anything it came across. No power could match it. The Odai were powerless, and they paid there price. But as a last, desperate hope that one day, somehow they would return, the last of the Odai relinquished their magic, but it was trapped. Before all of the magic could return to the stars, to the heavens it belonged, Jal had decimated the world, and moved on to the next. But somehow, with its uncontrollable and terrible power, it had sliced the fabric that had thinly held on between the stars and the Earth it had once been on. The magic could not return.

And when the life known as humans appeared, the magic had already multiplied. It was nowhere near the power of the stars; and never would be. But there was enough to keep the cycle going; to ensure that the magic would not die off. But when the humans came, there was no need. The magic quickly inhabited them, but eventually there was too many humans and not enough magic. Passed down like genes through the bloodline, some never got it, while some had more than their parents. However, that didn't matter. Magic had survived, and life was flourishing once more.

Magic

The magic that dwells in humans is far more advanced than the uncontrollable, spurts of raw power the Opai had. It was more refined; more professional, and controllable. It was calm, but powerful. Branches grew from what was once simply one, it mutated and changed into many different branches that humans studied and mastered. But, the magic was wary. While it had no brain to think, it knew somehow that if the humans received too much magic; too much power, it would be disastrous. Thus, an explainable change slowly occurred. At the age of 18, at the exact moment eighteen years had passed since their birthday, the magic would storm inside of them. The magic festered like an open wound, and the sorcerer would experience anything from mild discomfort to passing out; or in some cases, pain. Upon this, the magic discipline that the sorcerer had studied and practiced the most would become ingrained in them, the only type they could use. Prior to this, the sorcerer could use any number of magic disciplines to varying degrees of success, but none were better than mediocre. To compensate, the sorcerer now has stronger magic in their discipline and much more knowledge about it. This can only be complimented by further study and prowess.

There will be two branches of magic. The ones who study the first are known as Magi, and those who follow the second are known as the Comai. The two live side by side, talking and interacting with each other. There's no ill blood between them, or walls that separate them. Think of it as a college degree, or someone's education. Each one gives perks that differ from person to person, but there's no anger or ill feelings.

Moving on, the Magi focus more on the energy-based side of things. What I mean by this is by using their magic, and feeding it (temporarily, obviously, it functions a bit like blood if that helps) into say a spark, they can create a flame that doesn't hurt them and they hold it in their hands. Just an example. So the Magi focus on the 'natural' elements, so to speak. This is where the Elementalist branch comes from; the Elementalist branch is where Magi interested in learning or practicing fire, water, earth and air. Some trade off mastering one element to become a jack of all trades; able to perform basic to medium difficulty spells, but never being able to - say - use the air to fly or create a giant wall of earth.

The Comai are much more reliant on their physical abilities. If you want to consider the Magi as using Spiritual magic and the Comai as physical magic, that works too. The Comai very often enhance their physical bodies with magic. Increasing their strength, speed, anything within the limits. If they tinker with their body too much, they can become unhinged and dangerous, so there is a very fine line. This branch of magic will never be as versatile as Magi, but it offers more immediate power and is still versatile in its own right. Due to being able to manipulate your own form, this is the type of magic the military of the Sanctums use in order to become powerful super soldiers.

The magic is going to work by spells, but not spells that require incantations (most of the time) or wands. Take for example you were an elementalist; you snap your fingers, creating a spark from the magic inside you, and then feed it magic to create a flame. You could manipulate that flame, but you can't change it into something else. A finite number of spells to use at your leisure is a great way to describe it, but there's also the added bonus of creativity. Due to the very basics being easy to manipulate (it's much easier to manipulate a flame than a fireball), with creativity you could change the flame into the stream. You can use more versatile effects, but they don't hit as hard.

Due to the nature of Comai magic, no two Comai are the same. Their magic varies wildly, from things like being able to set your body ablaze painlessly, or being incredibly fast. Magi, however, train and practice set paths drawn for them. This allows them to have a greater pay off, but Comai's receive a lot more bang for their buck, so to speak.

While Comai magic is very linear, offering simply physical enhancements, Magi requires a lot more strength, time, willpower, but offers many more disciplines; keep in mind you can only specialize in one.

Elemental Magic - The manipulation and creation of the four natural elements, fire, water, air and earth. Users may specialize in a certain element, and simply dabble in all the rest, of equally divide their attention to all four.

Necromancy - Very few dare to test the waters with the dark arts of necromancy. Wielding the power of the fabric between life and death, but more of death, these secluded Magi can summon ghouls, spectrals, wraiths and zombies to do their bidding. They may also use the energy of death, manifesting it into a powerful form of energy.

Shadow Magic - Utilizing the incredible power of the shadows, this offensive art is frowned upon. These dangerous folk place their magic in weapons, infusing them with incredible power, resulting in a wand like effect. With a heavy offensive focus and only a few ways to use it for utility purposes, warriors or fighters wishing to venture down a dark road often choose this.

Light Magic - Holy magic, said to be a direct, weaker version of the power of the stars, magic that simply got weaker instead of mutating. A direct opposite to the Shadow Magic, a defensive, healing focused magic with few offensive purposes. But the few they do have are rather devastating if used correctly.


The magic types shown here are simply a few of the ones I've thought of! Think of your own, and I'll regulate them accordingly. I pray I didn't show a bias; but there's not much I can provide in terms of Comai magic, since the sky's the limit with that one. If you're not sure, ask me. Remember! If you at any point want to change disciplines, do it before your 18th birthday!

The Plot For Episode 1.

I hate to keep you all in the dark, but I don't want to spoil much. The way this is going to work is that the characters will, prior to this, be sorcerers living without knowing that they are sorcerers. Unaware, as they say. However, that didn't stay for long. The group of friends find a weapon, hidden in the mortal world. A weapon renowned as strong enough to defeat even gods. A powerful weapon that bound to the first whom touches it; even mortals. And so, the magical world plunges into chaos. And, when the world is in chaos...

The skeletons in our closet reveal themselves.

CHARACTER SHEET!

The part you all wanted.

Name:

Age: (Don't go past 18 if that's alright.)

Personality: (A paragraph, maybe two.)

Appearance: (Face claims are fine for this.)

Backstory: (Anywhere between one paragraph to three.)

Desired Magic Type: (Magi or Comai)

Desired Magic Discipline:

Edited October 19, 2015 by Anethia

[anethia]

Approved Characters;

Tobias Gladioli

Magi - Void Magic

Edited October 19, 2015 by Anethia

[anethia]

Reserved for Episode Summaries Once Completed

[Chevaleresse]

Where would using lightning fall?

[anethia]

Lighting would likely fall within the Magi branch, naturally. Due to the nature of it, it would most likely be under its own discipline much like Shadow or Light Magic.

[Flux]

Do Conai need to specify a discipline? Would that basically be what abilities their magic enhances? Are they limited to one type of enhancement? Also, is it Conai or Comai? The Interest check said Comai, but you wrote Conai here.

[anethia]

Do Conai need to specify a discipline? Would that basically be what abilities their magic enhances? Are they limited to one type of enhancement? Also, is it Conai or Comai? The Interest check said Comai, but you wrote Conai here.

wAIT WHAT

well fucking shit fuck

Comai was the intended one. I'm just apparently fucking dumb.

Unlike Magi, Comai never branched out into other sub categories. Think of it as a web of potential skills rather than branches that spread out. Therefore, the discipline of a Comai is just simply being Comai; but some do simply say what they've enhanced. Most Comai can enhance about three things. Some can go above, some can only manage two. As an example, a Comai could have enhanced sword handling, enhanced speed and enhanced strength. I hope that made sense.

[Grizzlybrand]

Name: Tobias Gladioli

Age: 18

Personality: "Man it's really hard to care when people forget ya all the time."

Tobias is that person that is always on the fringes of your memory, that one guy you met a few weeks ago that helped you move your car when it was stuck in the mud. He's very laid back, with this air of serenity and a soothing voice that makes you just wanna relax. He's also seems to be very forgetful, often reintroducing himself two or three times in a lengthy conversation.

He always carries with him a small book that he writes his jokes in. If he gets a laugh out of it he'll mark it down as a success. He also keeps the bad jokes as well, because he likes the looks on their faces when they hear it. He is friendly, chatty, and incredibl lazy. He seems like a generally harmless giant, which makes him rather effective at gathering information, and also very dangerous. Gladioli is attentive, and good at picking up patterns and details. He uses their lowered guard to his advantage, and isn't above stepping on others in order to achieve his goals. Silver tongued and dominant, he'll quickly drop all semblence of niceties when angered, or someone is in the way of what he wants.

Despite usually holding to such a friendly demeanor, he does slip up and show that he is a lot less lighthearted than he wants people to know. His depression weighs heavy on him, and it's a fight he doesn't see himself winning in the long run. There's a lot of anger in his heart, years of neglect and abuse had shaped his inner thoughts. His pain had left him with purpose, his rage had become fuel, and his depression often has him seeking out others who feel the same. He may have to bear this weight alone, but he refuses to let anyone else do the same.

Appearance: Tobias is a really tall, dark skinned man with tired brown eyes and a wolfish grin. Tobias has a strong, athletic build built from years of his family's military training. His dark brown hair hair is styled into thick dreadlocks, with thick, dark eyebrows, a beard that's beginning to extend into a mustache. He generally dresses simply, T-shirts (many times with silly designs on it) and jeans and boots. One constant in his wardrobe is his grey fur-lined jacket, which he wears year round, despite the hottest seasons.

Backstory: For as long as he could remember, Gladioli lacked the will to exist. His home life plagued by an abusive father, and as the eldest of the three he took the brunt of the damage. Words and beatings wore his hopes quickly, and left him bitter and alone under the strangest of circumstances. For the children, adults, and teachers in his small village could never remember him. Day in and day out he would have to reintroduce himself to the people he's known all his young life. He's tried everything he could think of, he's made an impression on their lives hundreds of times. He's been the kindest he could be, he's been the meanest he could be. But it didn't matter, hours, days, weeks, as soon as he had left their head, he had been forgotten.

One day winter had come earlier than expected, a flash freeze had had struck his hometown, and caught the young boy unaware and unprepared for the harsh cold. He was saved by a passerby, a teacher who by chance had crossed by him. The teacher took him home, and helped him recover from the intense frostbite. Gerald serif, substitute primary teacher and lover of all bad puns, after listening to this troubled child's life at home, had decided to take him under his wing.

It was here that Gladioli discovered his love for food, and cooking. He was worked through the ringer, with studies and intense exersize regiments to keep his often drifting mind focused. He was not told why so few could remember him, this and other questions had burned in the back of his mind. He waS instead taught how to move with confidence, and to make each oppertunity, each moment you share with someone else wonderful enough to remember. Despite his teacher's words, he was slow to change, his depression had hung over him still but he was granted a boon, something to work on, to fix and improve upon. Even when his bones ached from exhaustion or bruises, he would give his everything to something. But eventually, as suddenly as Serif had arrived in his life, he disappeared leaving nothing but his coat and old joke book behind. No goodbyes, no warning, as if he hadn't existed in the first place. The bitterness threatened to return, everything that had once kept him content had now reminded him of the man that had disappeared.

Years had passed, and the bitterness had become bile that stained his taste buds. He stuck to the routines he had done, he wore himself out every morning and evening. Leaving him tired. He went and did the bare minimum for things he had to do, because no one would remember whether or not he slept through exams. Many days he wished that he would just disappear. And so he did.

On his 18th birthday, he had ceased to exist, vanished, became nothing. Caught in an endless fog with no way out. It at first had been soothing, he had gotten what he had wanted all along, didn't he? His mind drifted among rubble and ruins, constantly flickering in and out of existance. But his mind then drifted to his siblings, who would protect them? His thoughts quickly switched to things he had left undone, people he had helped, and a burning curiosity to find out what is wrong with him. In nothing he had found a fire, and it burned brighter than a thousand suns. He wasn't going to die like this. With an intense determination he thought of where he needed to go, what he needed to be.

The magic that had stirred inside him had began to boil, the heat of his soul had quickly whipped into a violent storm as he felt his very essence had been torn apart and swung about by the massive force. It was an experience unlike any other he had felt before, and he wanted nothing more for it to stop. He willed for it to stop. And so it did. He found himself once again on his floor, whole and corporeal. Reeling from forces he had yet to understand, and filled with for more questions than he could understand. A fire had been ignited in him, not only as a mage but a spark for life. With a jokebook and dusty old jacket, Tobias Gladioli had begun to move forward.

Desired Magic Type: Magi

Desired Magic Discipline: Void Magic

Void magic is the utilizing the concept of absence, obsfucation and nullificaton, while there are those who harness this force offensively. It is far more commonplace and generally suited for espionage, hiding information, disappearing from sight (escaping the other senses is far more difficult magic). The path of Void is a struggle of existence, the unprepared and weak willed practicioners must constantly be conscious of themselves, and their memories less they and their peers less they forget the mage ever existed.

Edit: I've found a pretty good reference for his voice https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vU8eL2CjzHw

E2: Edited so he actually has a backstory, working on Personality

E3: Finished expanding on personality

Edited October 23, 2015 by Grizzlybrand

[anethia]

Name: Tobias Gladioli

Age: 18

Personality: "Man it's really hard to care when people forget ya all the time."

Tobias is by all means a very lazy person, who'd often comments that he'd much rather spend his time making bad puns and trying whatever food and drink crosses his fancy. He is not, however, one without drive and passion, hiding his goals and motives behind a veil of slothfulness. He is determined, dominant, and silver tongued, though can become impatient with things when things don't go their way and those that encounter him feel like they've come across like a wolf stalking his prey as long as they are a stepping stone to whatever goal he pursues.

Due to the nature of his magic, people naturally tend to forget most things about him if he's not focusing his magic correctly. He often introduces himself to others twice out of habit, at the beginning and ends of each conversation. Tobias is also prone to becoming protective of people that can remember him, being much more amiable with them and throws himself to help the moment they seem to be in trouble.

Appearance: Tobias is a really tall, dark skinned man with tired brown eyes and a wolfish grin. Tobias has a strong, athletic build built from years of his family's military training. His dark brown hair hair is styled into thick dreadlocks, with thick, dark eyebrows, a beard that's beginning to extend into a mustache. He generally dresses simply, T-shirts (many times with silly designs on it) and jeans and boots. One constant in his wardrobe is his grey fur-lined jacket, which he wears year round, despite the hottest seasons.

Backstory: Bad luck had always seemed to hit his family hard, living in poverty under the roof of an abusive father Gladioli wants nothing more in the world to forget. For as long as he could remember the faintest presence of the magic he soon would inherent had wrapped around him like a veil, making it hard for anyone to remember him. He had tried everything in that small village for attention, he had made friends with them dozens of times, he had bullied them a dozen more. He had baked for them dozens of times, he had fought each and every child, and adult just to see what he could do. The only people that could remember him was his mother and sister, who despite the abusive conditions, kept a hopeful disposition and tried to keep them together. They taught him how great food was,how good the burn of an intense workout was, what it was like to exist.

Until his 18th birthday, during his awakening, he had vanished completely. For hours he had been gone, as if Tobias Gladioli had never existed in the first place. Somehow through sheer force of will, he forced himself back into reality, sparking a fire in his soul that barely kindled light. It wasn't only his magic that had sparked that day, it was a will, a burning passion to exist.

Desired Magic Type: Magi

Desired Magic Discipline: Void Magic

Void magic is the utilizing the concept of absence, obsfucation and nullificaton, while there are those who harness this force offensively. It is far more commonplace and generally suited for espionage, hiding information, disappearing from sight (escaping the other senses is far more difficult magic). The path of Void is a struggle of existence, the unprepared and weak willed practicioners must constantly be conscious of themselves, and their memories less they and their peers less they forget the mage ever existed.

Edit: I've found a pretty good reference for his voice https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vU8eL2CjzHw

Accepted. I'm keeping a close eye on the Void Magic, naturally.

[Bfroger6]

Hmmmm, Imma join this, just cuz it looks fun and quality.

Gonna post my app sometime in the next two days ~

[Rosesong]

I'm definitely joining; it's just going to take me a couple days to have the time to post a character!

[Raindrop Valkyrie]

So, I'm definitely definitely interested. I personally don't like to play younger characters and tend to usually go with as old as possible though... However think I can make an exception every now and then. HEE HEE HEE!

However just a quick question... would magic ever manifest in a person to the point ti would effect their appearance? Just curious.

[anethia]

So, I'm definitely definitely interested. I personally don't like to play younger characters and tend to usually go with as old as possible though... However think I can make an exception every now and then. HEE HEE HEE!

However just a quick question... would magic ever manifest in a person to the point ti would effect their appearance? Just curious.

Only in cases when that is the point of the magic or when your magical energy is so great it affects you physically.

As a matter of fact, once you've trained your magic enough, the energy and power slows down aging dramatically.

[K_H]

Gravity Magic would be its own Discipline of Magi magic, right?

Edited October 20, 2015 by K_H

[anethia]

It would.

[Grizzlybrand]

Hey quick question, I'm trying to rework the backstory for Gladioli because it was rushed. Would there be a charm that would protect people from low levels of magic?

[anethia]

Hey quick question, I'm trying to rework the backstory for Gladioli because it was rushed. Would there be a charm that would protect people from low levels of magic?

No, there wouldn't. At the very least, not easily accessible.

Edited October 21, 2015 by Anethia

[Grizzlybrand]

Understood I came up with another thing