Chapter One: Discoveries
(For this one turn you guys got instant successes, I didn't want you guys to abuse it, so I didn't tell you. Was I correct in that?)
Werty: "Well, I don't really know, but what it makes me think of is a nice stroll down a city street, at night, with all the neon lighting up and the music starting to play... a really nice and quiet time..." As he speaks these words, red bricks start raising themselves from the ground, forming buildings, and the sky above him begins to darken. Iron poles jut from the ground, forming electric lanterns. The blankness under his feet starts forming the familiar texture of sidewalks and asphalt roads. Then he notices glowing designs on the building forming, then being backed by steel, then becoming familiar neon lights. The moonlight's glow illuminates the buildings perfectly, creating his own personal paradise of a cityscape.
James: "Tundra, oceans, mountains, blizzards, stuff like that...". As he says this he begins to feel a slight chill, oddly enough. He looks into the horizon, and sees a cold blue on the horizon. At his feet, he sees powdery white snow, shocked he looks up. Ice and snow surround him, and a ominous white cloud is blowing in between two mighty peaks.
Duncan: "Altough this particular one inspires heroism, gives courage to those who have none.
And enables one to do things they didn't know they could do before. Going against the odds.
Or.. at least that's what I think."As he thinks about the song, he feels a sense of heroism around him, and he begins to no longer be restrained by fear or nervousness. His face forms a fearless smile, now, he can take on the world! (+1 to will related rolls)
Louie: "I see....a person...no....it's a hand. A fist. It represents the struggle, the perseverance, and the power of the people." Louie hears the sound of rocks crumbling and shaping. He looks up, and before him stands a mighty statue of a granite fist. It's fingers are clenched around something, but something that he cannot see.
Koro: "I'd like this one to be... the end of something old and good, that makes room for something new and unknown. Like this plane. Let's make this plane a great place to be. Perhaps the peace of nature, the liveliness of spring? That's always nice."Koro listens to the song in his head, closing his eyesimagining a verdant grassland. He looks around himself, and it has come to life. Light green grass tops slight hills, with flowers of red blue and yellow dot the landscape, forming a spring paradise. There is one maple tree on top of one of the hills, creating shade from the sun that has just formed.
Murmack: "Hydra's. Like Hydras." As he thinks of his song, he begins to have a sense of dread. He turns around, and behind himself he sees a massive lizard torso, he sees four massive scarred feet, the size of a redwood trunk. Looking up, he sees 50 feet above him, 7 massive necks each as large as him, topped by heads the size of a computer monitor, with teeth like razors and cold unfeeling eyes.
----: It smiles, this is certainly an interesting group. It had expected creative talent, but not this much.
(Should the players be able to affect themselves?)
Critique my writing please!
Map up! All the territory of your color is what you have the greatest influence on.
Sorry bout paint.
Color guide:
Werty: Black
Koro: Green
Louie: Brown
James: Light Blue
Duncan: Red
Murmack: Yellow
If you'd like to change your color, let me know.
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Topic: A Plane of Music (Read 9500 times)