Asleep. That's what you've been for over a thousand years.
It is not only because of this long...
It is not only because of this long...
Awaken! (JJBA/Avatar)
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Post 1
Takoe
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Asleep. That's what you've been for over a thousand years.
It is not only because of this long sleep that you can be considered ancient, for you were alive when Avatar Wan walked the world, which at that point was still covered in the Spirit Wilds from which you and your "brothers" hail.
Ah, yes. You and your brothers. They aren't your relatives, but you consider them closer than any of your parents, siblings or children could ever have been. Especially since they're all dead due to the skirmish brought about by the immense terror that followed the Mask's creation.
You're the only ones left of that proud race of spirits that sought to conquer the sun. Damn the sun and the ones who wield its fire! You had encountered them for the first time in the Spirit Wilds when they came down from their Lion Turtle's back to forage. The flames they spew were almost as deadly to you as the sun's own rays. In the eight thousand years before your sleep began you tried to eradicate the Hamon tribe and obtain the Red Stone they and the Avatar guarded. But alas, your energy ran out and you were forced into this damned sleep.
And while you slept you've dreamed of that which you desire most. That which you fought so hard for to attain, but was always just out of reach.
What you desired was...
[] Perfection
[] Power
[] Battle
[] ...?
It has been two thousand years since you experienced something other than these dreams. Your skin tingles as stone becomes flesh once more. Your ears perk up as you hear the panicked breathes of the people nearby. You breathe in slowly, savoring the taste of the clean, yet stale air of your resting place. Your horn buzzes as it registers the heat of your surroundings. Your eyes narrow as light is finally permitted to enter again. And your muscles strain as for the first time in centuries they tense again.
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It is not only because of this long sleep that you can be considered ancient, for you were alive when Avatar Wan walked the world, which at that point was still covered in the Spirit Wilds from which you and your "brothers" hail.
Ah, yes. You and your brothers. They aren't your relatives, but you consider them closer than any of your parents, siblings or children could ever have been. Especially since they're all dead due to the skirmish brought about by the immense terror that followed the Mask's creation.
You're the only ones left of that proud race of spirits that sought to conquer the sun. Damn the sun and the ones who wield its fire! You had encountered them for the first time in the Spirit Wilds when they came down from their Lion Turtle's back to forage. The flames they spew were almost as deadly to you as the sun's own rays. In the eight thousand years before your sleep began you tried to eradicate the Hamon tribe and obtain the Red Stone they and the Avatar guarded. But alas, your energy ran out and you were forced into this damned sleep.
And while you slept you've dreamed of that which you desire most. That which you fought so hard for to attain, but was always just out of reach.
What you desired was...
[] Perfection
[] Power
[] Battle
[] ...?
It has been two thousand years since you experienced something other than these dreams. Your skin tingles as stone becomes flesh once more. Your ears perk up as you hear the panicked breathes of the people nearby. You breathe in slowly, savoring the taste of the clean, yet stale air of your resting place. Your horn buzzes as it registers the heat of your surroundings. Your eyes narrow as light is finally permitted to enter again. And your muscles strain as for the first time in centuries they tense again.
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Post 2
Takoe
Dad
- Location
- Xehafort
You are Kars, Lord of the Pillar Men, Master of Light and creator of the Stone Mask.
And you are Awake.
You feel yourself detach from the pillar and hear the terrified screams of the lesser being in front of you. You look around and find yourself in the same location where you went to sleep, although there are a lot of new objects around. This place used to be an inner sanctum for meditation used by Air Benders of the Northern Air Temple, but now it looked more like a workshop and was filled with all manner of contraptions you were unfamiliar with. "Must have been invented while I was away." You muse absentmindedly, before you scowl in anger as you notice the dead animals on the floor whose blood must have awakened you from your limbo.
You briefly wonder what became of the monks that lived in the temple when you arrived for your hibernation, who had dutifully fed their livestock and had given them peaceful deaths, and came to the conclusion that you don't care. They weren't able to stand up to you two thousand years ago when you mercilessly killed those who had dared to deny you entry they won't be able to now.
"H-he talked! Don't come closer, you monster!" You lazily look over to where the mortal was cowering away. He was a peculiar looking little human. He had a full and well kept beard and mustache and a hairdo that could only be described as a reverse beard. You note that he is missing three of his fingers and that he has replaced them with prosthetics.
What will you do with this human?
[] Interrogate him. He looks like an inventor or a scientist. People like him are usually quite knowledgeable about the world.
[] Kill him. He will pay for harming those animals, even though their blood allowed your return.
[] Ignore him. You have better things to do than to deal with this insignificant gnat.
[] Write in.
And you are Awake.
You feel yourself detach from the pillar and hear the terrified screams of the lesser being in front of you. You look around and find yourself in the same location where you went to sleep, although there are a lot of new objects around. This place used to be an inner sanctum for meditation used by Air Benders of the Northern Air Temple, but now it looked more like a workshop and was filled with all manner of contraptions you were unfamiliar with. "Must have been invented while I was away." You muse absentmindedly, before you scowl in anger as you notice the dead animals on the floor whose blood must have awakened you from your limbo.
You briefly wonder what became of the monks that lived in the temple when you arrived for your hibernation, who had dutifully fed their livestock and had given them peaceful deaths, and came to the conclusion that you don't care. They weren't able to stand up to you two thousand years ago when you mercilessly killed those who had dared to deny you entry they won't be able to now.
"H-he talked! Don't come closer, you monster!" You lazily look over to where the mortal was cowering away. He was a peculiar looking little human. He had a full and well kept beard and mustache and a hairdo that could only be described as a reverse beard. You note that he is missing three of his fingers and that he has replaced them with prosthetics.
What will you do with this human?
[] Interrogate him. He looks like an inventor or a scientist. People like him are usually quite knowledgeable about the world.
[] Kill him. He will pay for harming those animals, even though their blood allowed your return.
[] Ignore him. You have better things to do than to deal with this insignificant gnat.
[] Write in.
Post 3
Takoe
Dad
- Location
- Xehafort
Your scowl of anger turns into a scowl of well deserved haughtiness and arrogance. After all, you were miles beyond this pathetic Human. "Is this place still known as the Northern Air Temple?" You ask.
"Ehhh." Is the only thing the scientist manages to stammer. You sigh as you remember how annoyingly stupid Humans tended to be. "You do not look like one of the monks who used to live here before my sleep began. Are they still here?"
The scientist takes a moment to get his wits about him again and answers with an almost admirable lack of fear in his voice. If not for his earlier display you might have been impressed. "No. They were eradicated when the Fire Nation attacked 100 years ago. I'm part of a group of refugees from the Earth Kingdom."
You arch an eyebrow. Has humanity come off of the backs of the Turtles and spread across the globe while you were out? "Show me a map and get me a history book. It has been a while since I've laid my eyes on the world."
"Hah! Just as I thought. You are nothing but an uncivilized barbarian who had the privilege of being trapped in a fascinating spiritual phenomenon! I don't need to take orders from y-" And that is where you cut him of in his sentence by using your speed to suddenly appear in front of him and put a whirring Light Blade to his throat.
"Do not test me, you pitiful Human. Do as I say and you will not be slaughtered like the inferior creature you are." You say softly, with a glare that almost seemed deadlier than the Light Blade protruding from your wrist.
The inventor's spunk crumbled as he scrambled away to go get what you ordered him to get. You spend the next half hour or so devouring, not literally of course, several maps and historical accounts. You take a map of the globe and scribble down some notes on where your loyal underlings should be.
Now that you once more know what the world looks like, what do you do.
[] Write in.
"Ehhh." Is the only thing the scientist manages to stammer. You sigh as you remember how annoyingly stupid Humans tended to be. "You do not look like one of the monks who used to live here before my sleep began. Are they still here?"
The scientist takes a moment to get his wits about him again and answers with an almost admirable lack of fear in his voice. If not for his earlier display you might have been impressed. "No. They were eradicated when the Fire Nation attacked 100 years ago. I'm part of a group of refugees from the Earth Kingdom."
You arch an eyebrow. Has humanity come off of the backs of the Turtles and spread across the globe while you were out? "Show me a map and get me a history book. It has been a while since I've laid my eyes on the world."
"Hah! Just as I thought. You are nothing but an uncivilized barbarian who had the privilege of being trapped in a fascinating spiritual phenomenon! I don't need to take orders from y-" And that is where you cut him of in his sentence by using your speed to suddenly appear in front of him and put a whirring Light Blade to his throat.
"Do not test me, you pitiful Human. Do as I say and you will not be slaughtered like the inferior creature you are." You say softly, with a glare that almost seemed deadlier than the Light Blade protruding from your wrist.
The inventor's spunk crumbled as he scrambled away to go get what you ordered him to get. You spend the next half hour or so devouring, not literally of course, several maps and historical accounts. You take a map of the globe and scribble down some notes on where your loyal underlings should be.
Name: Esidisi
Mode: Fire
Strength: Cunning
Weakness: Violently Emotional
Last known location: En Route to what is now the Fire Nation. His plan was to start at the southern most point of the Archipellago and travel northwards to where the Hamon tribe lived.
Current location: Unknown
Name: Wamuu
Mode: Wind
Strength: Tactical and Martial Genius
Weakness: Too Honourable
Last Known Location: Travelling from the Western to the Southern Air Temple disguised as an Air Nomad.
Current Location: Most likely the Southern Air Temple.
Name: Santana
Mode: Flesh
Strength: Great Adaptability and Inquisitiveness
Weakness: Has the Mind of a Child
Last Known Location: The desert that makes up the most of the Earth Kingdom.
Current Location: Unlikely that he has explored the entire desert.
Mode: Fire
Strength: Cunning
Weakness: Violently Emotional
Last known location: En Route to what is now the Fire Nation. His plan was to start at the southern most point of the Archipellago and travel northwards to where the Hamon tribe lived.
Current location: Unknown
Name: Wamuu
Mode: Wind
Strength: Tactical and Martial Genius
Weakness: Too Honourable
Last Known Location: Travelling from the Western to the Southern Air Temple disguised as an Air Nomad.
Current Location: Most likely the Southern Air Temple.
Name: Santana
Mode: Flesh
Strength: Great Adaptability and Inquisitiveness
Weakness: Has the Mind of a Child
Last Known Location: The desert that makes up the most of the Earth Kingdom.
Current Location: Unlikely that he has explored the entire desert.
Now that you once more know what the world looks like, what do you do.
[] Write in.
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Post 4
Takoe
Dad
- Location
- Xehafort
"I require fast travel to the Southern Air Temple. Do you have a vehicle that could accommodate that?" You ask. You want to reach Wamuu as fast as possible. Out of all the Pillar Men you have the best idea where he might be and he is by far the strongest fighter. Maybe even stronger than you. And if the history books are to be believed you were going to need him. The Avatar has been missing for the hundred years. He must have spend all that time training to overthrow the Fire Nation and end you and yours once and for all. He was not to be underestimated under any circumstance.
The Avatar has always been an extremely annoying thorn in your sides. Whenever you'd come close to the Red Stone he came to snatch it away from right under your nose. There had been several centuries during which the Avatar had even made sure that the Red Stone would be passed on to the next Avatar, just to keep it out of your reach! All the work of that despicable Wan. When you chose to remain in the physical world rather than return to the spirit world when Wan closed the Polar Gates he had taken offense to that. He had dared to claim that you were a menace to all that lives, aiming only to destroy and hunt! Such a preposterous claim! You wouldn't kill all life. Only most of humanity, turning whatever remained into cattle, and all Spirits who'd try to stand in your way. You honestly don't see the problem.
"Well, I have this hot air balloon, but that's only an unfinished prototype." The Mechanist said, scratching the back of his head. "In it's current state you are unable to control its flight. It would just go up as high as the hot air can carry you, fly as long as you have enough fuel and then ultimately crash."
You consider it for a moment and reject the idea. If you were to be taken to an area without copious amounts of shadow or in completely the wrong direction that could have disastrous consequences, even if you could keep a lot of the light away from your body using the light refracting properties of your blades. You could of course spend some more time here to work on a solution, but time was of the essence. "What time of day is it? It's hard to tell from so deep inside a structure." You inquired. It was time for you to get a move on.
"Hold on." The Mechanist said, walking over to three peculiar looking candles and peering at them intensely. "According to my Time Candles the sun has just set." He informed you with a satisfied smile on his face, happy that his invention was working as intended. You knew that feeling all to well.
"Then I must be going. I have a long trip ahead of me." You say as you begin to walk out. You still know the way through these halls, so navigation isn't really a problem.
"Wait up!" The Mechanist on the other hand was getting fairly annoying. You sigh silently and turn your head to see the man run after you. "It would be bad of me to not show such a revered guest as yourself out."
You supposed you could tolerate him a little longer. Yes... He could still prove himself useful to you. You are awfully peckish, after all. Humans don't taste nearly as good as Vampires, nor are they as nutritious, but they weren't so bad that they were completely inedible. On your way to the gates of the temple you were joined by an even more pathetic Human who had lost the use of his legs. He and the Mechanist began chatting in hushed voices. Although you could perfectly hear them you didn't care enough to listen or berate them.
Finally having reached the gate, you turned around one more time and extended a hand towards the Mechanist who foolishly took it, sealing his fate. "Farewell Human." You say before starting to suck him dry. Noticing what was happening the man tried to pull his hand away in horror, but it was「 useless 」. The man shot one last glance filled with love for his son and even more fear for his life at the wheelchair bound teen before his internal structure was removed and he slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon. His son was frozen in terror for a single moment before his fight or flight instinct kicked in. Surprisingly enough he chose the latter option and punched you abs with all his might...
Which accomplished absolutely nothing aside from feeding you his right hand. You are amused by his screams of pain and decide to give him 'the honour of spending more time in your presence'. Read: A slow and painful death.
You flick your finger at his forehead, knocking off a considerable piece of flesh and bone and then slowly bisected the boy by cutting off his useless legs from the waist, relishing in the screams the shredding of his flesh and pulverization of his bones were eliciting from the young man. You were very careful to only hit parts of his body that would not cause immediate death. You gave him about 8 hours to bleed out or less than that if the pain would cause him to go in shock.
"Sayonara." You say in a sing-a-song voice as you wave the boy goodbye, who screams something unintelligible at you as a reply, and begin your descent down the massive spire on which the temple was built. You travel till midnight, having crossed several mountains by then, until you see lights ahead of you in the mountain forest you were currently traversing.
Karma: 50/1000
Check it out?
[] Yes, there might be something of note there.
-[] How do you go about the investigation?
[] No, just continue on.
-[] Where do you seek shelter from the morning sun?
That took me way longer than I wanted it to. Sorry about that.
Also, Kars is a massive, uncaring asshole. Refreshing to write a character like that for once.
The Avatar has always been an extremely annoying thorn in your sides. Whenever you'd come close to the Red Stone he came to snatch it away from right under your nose. There had been several centuries during which the Avatar had even made sure that the Red Stone would be passed on to the next Avatar, just to keep it out of your reach! All the work of that despicable Wan. When you chose to remain in the physical world rather than return to the spirit world when Wan closed the Polar Gates he had taken offense to that. He had dared to claim that you were a menace to all that lives, aiming only to destroy and hunt! Such a preposterous claim! You wouldn't kill all life. Only most of humanity, turning whatever remained into cattle, and all Spirits who'd try to stand in your way. You honestly don't see the problem.
"Well, I have this hot air balloon, but that's only an unfinished prototype." The Mechanist said, scratching the back of his head. "In it's current state you are unable to control its flight. It would just go up as high as the hot air can carry you, fly as long as you have enough fuel and then ultimately crash."
You consider it for a moment and reject the idea. If you were to be taken to an area without copious amounts of shadow or in completely the wrong direction that could have disastrous consequences, even if you could keep a lot of the light away from your body using the light refracting properties of your blades. You could of course spend some more time here to work on a solution, but time was of the essence. "What time of day is it? It's hard to tell from so deep inside a structure." You inquired. It was time for you to get a move on.
"Hold on." The Mechanist said, walking over to three peculiar looking candles and peering at them intensely. "According to my Time Candles the sun has just set." He informed you with a satisfied smile on his face, happy that his invention was working as intended. You knew that feeling all to well.
"Then I must be going. I have a long trip ahead of me." You say as you begin to walk out. You still know the way through these halls, so navigation isn't really a problem.
"Wait up!" The Mechanist on the other hand was getting fairly annoying. You sigh silently and turn your head to see the man run after you. "It would be bad of me to not show such a revered guest as yourself out."
You supposed you could tolerate him a little longer. Yes... He could still prove himself useful to you. You are awfully peckish, after all. Humans don't taste nearly as good as Vampires, nor are they as nutritious, but they weren't so bad that they were completely inedible. On your way to the gates of the temple you were joined by an even more pathetic Human who had lost the use of his legs. He and the Mechanist began chatting in hushed voices. Although you could perfectly hear them you didn't care enough to listen or berate them.
Finally having reached the gate, you turned around one more time and extended a hand towards the Mechanist who foolishly took it, sealing his fate. "Farewell Human." You say before starting to suck him dry. Noticing what was happening the man tried to pull his hand away in horror, but it was「 useless 」. The man shot one last glance filled with love for his son and even more fear for his life at the wheelchair bound teen before his internal structure was removed and he slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon. His son was frozen in terror for a single moment before his fight or flight instinct kicked in. Surprisingly enough he chose the latter option and punched you abs with all his might...
Which accomplished absolutely nothing aside from feeding you his right hand. You are amused by his screams of pain and decide to give him 'the honour of spending more time in your presence'. Read: A slow and painful death.
You flick your finger at his forehead, knocking off a considerable piece of flesh and bone and then slowly bisected the boy by cutting off his useless legs from the waist, relishing in the screams the shredding of his flesh and pulverization of his bones were eliciting from the young man. You were very careful to only hit parts of his body that would not cause immediate death. You gave him about 8 hours to bleed out or less than that if the pain would cause him to go in shock.
"Sayonara." You say in a sing-a-song voice as you wave the boy goodbye, who screams something unintelligible at you as a reply, and begin your descent down the massive spire on which the temple was built. You travel till midnight, having crossed several mountains by then, until you see lights ahead of you in the mountain forest you were currently traversing.
Karma: 50/1000
Check it out?
[] Yes, there might be something of note there.
-[] How do you go about the investigation?
[] No, just continue on.
-[] Where do you seek shelter from the morning sun?
That took me way longer than I wanted it to. Sorry about that.
Also, Kars is a massive, uncaring asshole. Refreshing to write a character like that for once.
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Post 5
Takoe
Dad
- Location
- Xehafort
You decide to investigate the lights in the distance, which turned out to be an army camp of sorts. More of a permanent garrison, judging by the permanent looking stone and metal buildings strewn around. You enter camp sticking to the shadows so you won't be noticed. No need to go announcing yourself just yet. But it seems your efforts in concealing yourself were unnecessary. The guards are sparse and those who are there are lax. Maybe you might even have been able to simply stroll in in your full glory, greet them, have a chat and be on your way without them noticing that something was off.
Maybe. You weren't about to make such a foolish mistake like underestimating the tenacity of Humans, especilly the Hamon tribe or Fire Nation as they had begun calling themselves.
You sneak around the garrison and inspect each of the buildings. The the camp consists of 7 buildings in total: A forge, two supply depots, a lumber mill, the barracks, a mess hall, stables and the command centre.
What do you do next?
[] Leave. Morning is not far off and you aren't willing to get turned into stone again just yet.
[] Inspect one of the buildings in greater detail.
-[] Which ones do you inspect? (Pick two max)
[] Write in.
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Sorry again about the late and smallness.
Maybe. You weren't about to make such a foolish mistake like underestimating the tenacity of Humans, especilly the Hamon tribe or Fire Nation as they had begun calling themselves.
You sneak around the garrison and inspect each of the buildings. The the camp consists of 7 buildings in total: A forge, two supply depots, a lumber mill, the barracks, a mess hall, stables and the command centre.
What do you do next?
[] Leave. Morning is not far off and you aren't willing to get turned into stone again just yet.
[] Inspect one of the buildings in greater detail.
-[] Which ones do you inspect? (Pick two max)
[] Write in.
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Sorry again about the late and smallness.