Natural Dangers

Ilceren has brought up a point that I missed myself. I'd like you to remove some items from your character's pockets, Sparky, for the point that they're supposed to come into Felarya largely unprepared. Please adhere to the guidelines I have set.

There are as of now two spots open.

All right, fixed (Hopefully). If there are any other issues, let me know.

No, sorry, it still seems like a bit much. The point of this RP is for the characters to not be prepared, at least at first. The group is comparable to those groups of people that unwittingly venture into Felarya just to end up eaten. This is the challenge for this RP, okay? My suggestion, remove the magical objects and the tomes. I suppose the dagger would be okay, but I'd like to see a good reason for why he'd have it on him.

Also, my mistake, I meant one spot open. ^^;

Name: Ibrahime
Species: Human
Age: 38
Sex: Female
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 109lbs lbs
Skin Colour: A tanned, almost Asian-looking tone
Hair Colour: Rich, very dark brown - just starting to grey at temples
Eye Colour: Golden brown
Appearance: Wavy, fly-away hair worn in a medium length ponytail. Square jaw. Slender body that's aged well, but her eyes carry a weariness beyond her years. Wears a khaki green tanktop with a black blazer, blue jeans and tall brown boots.
Carrying: Reading glasses, keys, packet of gum.

Ibrahime used to be a very different sort of person. Born an afterthought only child to two very career-driven parents, from an early age she felt locked into a set future of office monotony and scholarly tedium. She dreamed of an exciting life of discovery and freedom, but didn't have the courage to break free from the plan her parents had for her. However, in her early twenties she met a young tearaway called Oleander - his carefree ways and childlike desire to follow his dreams inspired her resentment to blossom into rebellion. She took what money she could and ran away from home with him, adventuring through many strange and exotic worlds with him as her partner and lover.

However, tragedy struck when, on one expedition, Oleander died protecting her from an enraged wild beast. This seemed to draw the very life and energy out of Ibrahime, and she vowed to never go exploring again. At the time of Oleander's death she was pregnant, so she settled in a new town on her home world to raise her child, Daemion, in peace and safety.

As a person, Ibrahime can be very cordial and is good at carrying a conversation. Although she has an innate sense of weariness about her she tends to show a great interest in the lives of other people. However, as soon as she is asked about her past she will instantly cool and will do everything to avoid talking about it. She retains a great deal of survival knowledge and skills, but just the mere thought of having to use them again is enough to make her feel panicky and ill. She also hates responsibility, as it was her decision that ultimately led to Oleander's death. She is a very devoted, perhaps over-protective mother to the 9 year old Daemion, but worries that she's not up to the job. She works as a clerk in the town hall.

(Question - when the characters are "brought over" are they all in their homes, or are they on foot someplace? The idea is that Daemion isn't with her, but I can only say why when I know where she is.)

To answer your question, Kindle, the vanishing land is only a part of a rather large town, so she could be out shopping and have left him at home.

Also, EvilGenius is having some trouble with his internet, so his spot will be open until further notice or until it is filled.

There is only one spot open now.

I'm calling further notice. I have returned triumphantly!

That means we now have our six players! The roster is closed, no further applicants will be accepted unless otherwise stated! ^.^

When I get more time, as I have to get off the computer soon, I will post the start of the RP and you guys take it from there! ^.^

As suddenly as the town had appeared in the strange land, such did it disappear entirely, leaving six people who had chosen to venture out into the jungle that had suddenly surrounded their town only moments ago, stranded in this strange, new world. The six people left behind by the land were all in relatively close proximity, and would be able to see each other easily.

The area around them was teeming with trees, many of a simply enormous size, where seeing the tops proved to be incredibly difficult, if not impossible, from the ground level where the vanishing land had been. The leaves appeared to have a sort of blueish-green colour to them, as did the grassy areas dotting the ground. The sounds of birds and insects gave ambience to the strange land. In fact, one such bird soared through the trees overhead, and it had a wingspan of probably 18 feet or more!

(Everyone else make an introductory post, possibly engaging in character interaction if you so wish. After everyone else has posted once, I'll decide whether to post again or let you guys keep going.)

Jimmy slowly meandered towards the trees, twirling one of his butterfly knives around his hand as he often did when thinking. "...ok, somebody's gotta ask, how'd everything get so fucking huge?" He seemed calm enough, but then the town disappeared. His casual twirling immediately shifted into a fierce ready grip. His ears pressed themselves flat against his head, and he subconsciously backed towards the others, glancing about. "hey uh...anybody know anything?"

"No."

Ibrahime took a shaky step back towards the area where, moments ago, the familiar crests and falls of the town skyline awaited her.

"This can't be happening. No."

Her knees buckled; she collapsed to the ground, her fingernails scrabbling at the dirt that should be but a path that separated her from her home.

"Not again. I need to get back to Daemion. I- I need to..."

Her eyes were staring straight at the ground, yet she saw not an inch of it. She swallowed, painfully, holding in the cry that was tearing at her throat - the feeling of bile rising to her tonsils. She heard the muted words of a neko to her left, and she raised her head to look at him. She knew well what it could be, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. That would mean admitting, to herself more than anyone, that she was really out in a jungle again. That would mean that she was back.

Sayomi looked to everything with a curious expression, unable to truely grasp what had happened as sje smiled. "Well I think it is quite beautiful, despite the ominous feeling it gives off." Sayomi said giggling, lookibg to Jimmy, having responded to him, her tail twirling lightly.

(For the future, Ilceren, try to keep your posts here in past tense, please and thank you.)

(In that case, "rised" should be "raised". That's all I can really see. There still looks to be a bit of confusion with the tenses at first glance, but when I think about it a little more, they make some sense. Qwuillin and Sparky, we're waiting on you guys. ^.^)

(Ok, as my first try got eaten by the evil text eating internet or something, I'm going to try again, now that I'm not so annoyed about it.)

Da'Shi'Nal looked around the area, freaking out as it dawned upon him just what had happened. He blinked several times in disbelief before sighing. He began to talk to himself, most likely in order to make himself feel better or make it more believable what had happened. "Ok, so, I'm stranded, a jungle appeared, I walked out, and the town left. Damn. Well, thankfully, I'm a trained survivalist. Now...What was the first thing I was supposed to do in this situation? Think man, think. Remember your training."

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A much younger Da'Shi'Nal, around 14, sat by a window enchanted to work as a personal remote viewer, through which he was looking at exactly what you would expect a 14 year old boy to be looking at in this situation. Next to him, his master was giving a lecture on survival training. He had decided that this was all useless, as he was a mage and therefore able to bend the very fabric of reality to his will, and was paying absolutely no attention to any of the lecture. After all, what use is knowing how to start fires, find water, or build shelter when you can do all that and more with a mere thought? It's not like any of this would ever help, right?

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Back in the present, Da'Shi'Nal was kicking himself for blowing off that lesson. Without thinking, he shouted. "Curse you wasted youth!" He then hit himself, having done something he immediately knew was stupid. "Ok...So, I may not have training, due to being a stupid teenager, but I have something just as good. Instincts! Highly trained, sharpened, and natural. That's damn good. I've also got my hearing and smell. I even have a few things with me, so I'm not stuck with nothing, and this place seems filled with magic. I can do this...But...I do need to be cautious, as there's a chance the natives are either not friendly, or not sentient...So, avoid anything where I couldn't defend myself, and look for weird things that aren't normally like that. Trust nothing here..." With that, he sat down to plan out his next course of action.

(Nyaha issues an ultimatum: If Qwuillin hasn't posted by this Tuesday, he will be cut from the roster and the RP will continue with only 5 people.)

Rux had been whistling, but his cheery tune slowly died out as he realised, as he turned around to find a spatula, that half of his kitchen and all of the town for that matter, had disappeared. He walked through a small area in front of a counter and the kitchen itself, then out of the front door, hot pan and breakfast still in hand.


 He gazed upwards at the canopy, mouth agape. "My God," was all he could muster. As he began to accept the situation, his practical side began to dominate. He turned around to fetch some equipment, while eating his breakfast, but his kitchen had disappeared with the rest of the town. Grunting, he shuffled over to the group that had accumulated.

(First, Nyaha sends Ilceren to the Detention Box for posting more than once before my okay. No I'm not seriously upset, it's not a big deal. But you will respect my authority! XD And second, Qwuillin? Was Rux still in the town when it disappeared, that seems to be what's implied by him being in a kitchen. If that is the case, then he would have returned with that part of the town, rather than be left behind. D: I'd suggest you revise your post or drop out. Your deadline is this Thursday. Please and thank you.)

(That would make more sense, yes. Also, no, I just wanted to do that for the introductory posts. I think, though, at this point you guys can take it from here. There is no post order, but try to avoid half-pages of posts between two players. Remember to slow down and let other players get some turns in, too.)

Jimmy stared at El Sereno for a moment. "What exactly to you mean by the awkward one?" He was ignoring the woman's panicked tears. She sounded like she knew something as well, and it was all he could do to keep from putting one of his blades into her back.