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Character Creation 1
Lexica
Persevere
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Look at me, starting another quest instead of updating College of Jewels. What can I say? Writing other stuff helps me with writer's block.
There is a flash, and then nothing. And then there is everything.
Before you is the cosmos. Every star in the sky twinkling brightly, every constellation clear to see. Nebulas and galaxies wheel before you. Still, your gaze is inexorably drawn to a single point of light, growing from merely one star among many to a light that seems to drown out all others. And when it gets close enough you see...
A stadium. That's the only word you have to describe the massive structure, covered in glowing lights and protrusions. It was surely vast beyond comprehension, but from your angle, the shape of it was clear. Around you now you see other people, also looking around, taking in the wonder before them, carried along like meteors, tracing out paths in the space above the stadium.
Where- Your thoughts are interrupted.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and all others! I, the great and powerful Master of Ceremonies welcome you! To! The first annual INFINITY GAMES!" The voice is synthesized and clearly artificial, and as it speaks great explosions or color and light blossom up from the stadium below you. It continues.
"Now, our dear contestants must surely be greatly confused by now, but worry not my wonderful audience, they shall not remain so for much longer!" The tone of the voice shifts ever so slightly and you feel that it is now addressing you. And not just you but you specifically.
"Ahem. My dear
[] Lady
[] Gentleman
[] Other
I would like to take a moment to personally welcome you and congratulate you on being chosen as a contestant in the greatest, most all encompassing tournament to ever be conceived let alone actually carried out! Now, I am sure you must be filled with questions, but rest assured they will be answered in due time. For now, there is only one thing you need know. The winner of this competition gets one wish. Now now, I know what you must be thinking! You've heard this tale before perhaps, hmm? Well. Not from the MASTER OF CEREMONIES you haven't! No restrictions! No rules! No tricks or monkey's paws here! This is the real deal, the one and only genuine article! I even offer a generous refund policy!"
There is a pause, as if the voice is finally catching it's breath after non-stop speech. It's tone changes again and you can tell it is once more speaking to all.
"Do battle! Defeat Challenges! Prove you worth! And ultimately, emerge victorious. Good luck competitors!"
The voice leaves you, and you are hurtled towards the center of the stadium.
So, for character creation, I want to draw on Fate a bit. And no, not the Nasu kind of Fate, the Fate RPG. Though, somewhat obviously, there's a bit of drawing on the Nasu Fate as well. To clarify my meaning, I mean that instead of assigning stats or anything like that, you'll vote on a 'high concept' which is sort of the basic general description of the character you'll be playing. For example:
[] Narcissistic Egomaniac Archmage
might be a good high concept, or
[] Chivalrous Knight with a Legendary Blade
You're not limited to fantasy either!
[] Veteran Space Marine of a million battles
and
[] High Flying Superhero
are equally acceptable. Don't feel limited to just what I've put forth either!
[] Write ins
are not just accepted but widely encouraged! This isn't the end of character creation, but I want to keep things simple for now.
There is a flash, and then nothing. And then there is everything.
Before you is the cosmos. Every star in the sky twinkling brightly, every constellation clear to see. Nebulas and galaxies wheel before you. Still, your gaze is inexorably drawn to a single point of light, growing from merely one star among many to a light that seems to drown out all others. And when it gets close enough you see...
A stadium. That's the only word you have to describe the massive structure, covered in glowing lights and protrusions. It was surely vast beyond comprehension, but from your angle, the shape of it was clear. Around you now you see other people, also looking around, taking in the wonder before them, carried along like meteors, tracing out paths in the space above the stadium.
Where- Your thoughts are interrupted.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and all others! I, the great and powerful Master of Ceremonies welcome you! To! The first annual INFINITY GAMES!" The voice is synthesized and clearly artificial, and as it speaks great explosions or color and light blossom up from the stadium below you. It continues.
"Now, our dear contestants must surely be greatly confused by now, but worry not my wonderful audience, they shall not remain so for much longer!" The tone of the voice shifts ever so slightly and you feel that it is now addressing you. And not just you but you specifically.
"Ahem. My dear
[] Lady
[] Gentleman
[] Other
I would like to take a moment to personally welcome you and congratulate you on being chosen as a contestant in the greatest, most all encompassing tournament to ever be conceived let alone actually carried out! Now, I am sure you must be filled with questions, but rest assured they will be answered in due time. For now, there is only one thing you need know. The winner of this competition gets one wish. Now now, I know what you must be thinking! You've heard this tale before perhaps, hmm? Well. Not from the MASTER OF CEREMONIES you haven't! No restrictions! No rules! No tricks or monkey's paws here! This is the real deal, the one and only genuine article! I even offer a generous refund policy!"
There is a pause, as if the voice is finally catching it's breath after non-stop speech. It's tone changes again and you can tell it is once more speaking to all.
"Do battle! Defeat Challenges! Prove you worth! And ultimately, emerge victorious. Good luck competitors!"
The voice leaves you, and you are hurtled towards the center of the stadium.
So, for character creation, I want to draw on Fate a bit. And no, not the Nasu kind of Fate, the Fate RPG. Though, somewhat obviously, there's a bit of drawing on the Nasu Fate as well. To clarify my meaning, I mean that instead of assigning stats or anything like that, you'll vote on a 'high concept' which is sort of the basic general description of the character you'll be playing. For example:
[] Narcissistic Egomaniac Archmage
might be a good high concept, or
[] Chivalrous Knight with a Legendary Blade
You're not limited to fantasy either!
[] Veteran Space Marine of a million battles
and
[] High Flying Superhero
are equally acceptable. Don't feel limited to just what I've put forth either!
[] Write ins
are not just accepted but widely encouraged! This isn't the end of character creation, but I want to keep things simple for now.
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Character Creation 2
Lexica
Persevere
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Well, there looks to be a tie between
[X] Other
[X] The Possessive Artifact
and
[X] Gentlemen
[X] The Man who Defies the Impossible
Normally I would ask for a tie breaker, but given that this quest is meant as a bit of a break for me, I'll just exercise QM's prerogative and choose the one that interests me more. So the winner is:
[X] Other
[X] The Possessive Artifact
You fall to the ground in a way that you suppose someone not an inaminate object would describe as 'frighteningly fast, but inexplicably gentle.' For you, the speed is mostly a non issue. No mere fall could ever break you. No, your worry and the current cause of your anxiety is the potential that you might fall where no one will find you. It's been so long. You yearn for contact, for someone through which to affect the world once more. Indeed, looking down at the stadium below you see several large bodies of water, and would shudder were you capable of it. You had been pulled here from the depths of the ocean. Indeed, despite what the so called Master of Ceremonies offered... You could say that your most fervent wish had already been thoroughly granted. Aeons had passed with you alternately covered and revealed in the deep dark of the ocean, occasionally shifted by currents, watching the very bedrock of the world erode with the passage of time.
But you reassured yourself, no longer. If this was meant to be some grand tournament for the greatest to compete in, then someone would surely sense your power. You would be found. Definitely. Unless- No. There was no unless. You would definitely be found. You repeat that to yourself fervently as you fall and come to your resting spot on the top of a large hill placed in the center of an open plain. On top of a pedestal even. Well. While you would much prefer to fall into someone's waiting hands, you had to admit that you could appreciate a good pedestal. Very regal. Still, once you were picked up... You were not letting your wielder get away from you again. Never again. You would not be consigned to the cold dark, the rust of ages, the long forgotten- never again.
Once more you hear the voice of the so-called Master of Ceremonies.
"Contestants! Welcome to what I lovingly refer to as Round Zero! Now, while I would never imply that any of you are less than worthy, I will say that my wonderful audience needs a manageable number of contestants to root for! So contestants, it falls upon you to distinguish yourselves in whatever way you choose! Around the stadium there have been a number of puzzles and dungeons carefully designed and placed to provide challenges, the artists among you might demonstrate your worth in that field, and, of course, eliminating the competition will surely provide an exciting spectacle to make yourself stand out! Good luck contestants! May you gain high ratings!"
...This leaves you a bit irritated. Hmph. You were a greater work of art than any had seen throughout the ages. Certainly you deserved to pass on that merit alone!
Someone would come by. No one ignored a pedestal this nice. And maybe they would think you were part of one of those puzzles the Master of Ceremonies mentioned?
What exactly do you look like?
[] Write-in a description or provide an image.
Someone does eventually come by. Who are they? (This will be your first aspect- essentially something you will need to call on to overcome challenges and obstacles.)
[] Wielded by (write-in).
What is your trouble aspect? (This is essentially the thing that will crop up as your primary personal struggle throughout the quest. If you choose to write-in keep in mind that it should be significant, but not all encompassing)
[] Abandonment Issues
[] My Precioussssss
[] Coveted by All
[] Write-in.
With the options for the trouble aspects I've presented feel free to include some input on what exactly they mean. I have ideas, but ultimately who your character is is up to you the players. Come up with interesting interpretations and ideas and I'm likely to use them!
[X] Other
[X] The Possessive Artifact
and
[X] Gentlemen
[X] The Man who Defies the Impossible
Normally I would ask for a tie breaker, but given that this quest is meant as a bit of a break for me, I'll just exercise QM's prerogative and choose the one that interests me more. So the winner is:
[X] Other
[X] The Possessive Artifact
You fall to the ground in a way that you suppose someone not an inaminate object would describe as 'frighteningly fast, but inexplicably gentle.' For you, the speed is mostly a non issue. No mere fall could ever break you. No, your worry and the current cause of your anxiety is the potential that you might fall where no one will find you. It's been so long. You yearn for contact, for someone through which to affect the world once more. Indeed, looking down at the stadium below you see several large bodies of water, and would shudder were you capable of it. You had been pulled here from the depths of the ocean. Indeed, despite what the so called Master of Ceremonies offered... You could say that your most fervent wish had already been thoroughly granted. Aeons had passed with you alternately covered and revealed in the deep dark of the ocean, occasionally shifted by currents, watching the very bedrock of the world erode with the passage of time.
But you reassured yourself, no longer. If this was meant to be some grand tournament for the greatest to compete in, then someone would surely sense your power. You would be found. Definitely. Unless- No. There was no unless. You would definitely be found. You repeat that to yourself fervently as you fall and come to your resting spot on the top of a large hill placed in the center of an open plain. On top of a pedestal even. Well. While you would much prefer to fall into someone's waiting hands, you had to admit that you could appreciate a good pedestal. Very regal. Still, once you were picked up... You were not letting your wielder get away from you again. Never again. You would not be consigned to the cold dark, the rust of ages, the long forgotten- never again.
Once more you hear the voice of the so-called Master of Ceremonies.
"Contestants! Welcome to what I lovingly refer to as Round Zero! Now, while I would never imply that any of you are less than worthy, I will say that my wonderful audience needs a manageable number of contestants to root for! So contestants, it falls upon you to distinguish yourselves in whatever way you choose! Around the stadium there have been a number of puzzles and dungeons carefully designed and placed to provide challenges, the artists among you might demonstrate your worth in that field, and, of course, eliminating the competition will surely provide an exciting spectacle to make yourself stand out! Good luck contestants! May you gain high ratings!"
...This leaves you a bit irritated. Hmph. You were a greater work of art than any had seen throughout the ages. Certainly you deserved to pass on that merit alone!
Someone would come by. No one ignored a pedestal this nice. And maybe they would think you were part of one of those puzzles the Master of Ceremonies mentioned?
What exactly do you look like?
[] Write-in a description or provide an image.
Someone does eventually come by. Who are they? (This will be your first aspect- essentially something you will need to call on to overcome challenges and obstacles.)
[] Wielded by (write-in).
What is your trouble aspect? (This is essentially the thing that will crop up as your primary personal struggle throughout the quest. If you choose to write-in keep in mind that it should be significant, but not all encompassing)
[] Abandonment Issues
[] My Precioussssss
[] Coveted by All
[] Write-in.
With the options for the trouble aspects I've presented feel free to include some input on what exactly they mean. I have ideas, but ultimately who your character is is up to you the players. Come up with interesting interpretations and ideas and I'm likely to use them!