The Dark Tower

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Heres something I thought of that will most likely fail but I think it could be interesting. The point of this is not to just deliver a story. I want you to create a character, put him in a strange world and then get someone completely different. I want the characters to establish a life in this new world, working for the king, or doing their own thing. But I don't want it to be one track. I want the world to be deep and have many things occurring at once, even if the characters are not there. The purpose is to find the Dark Tower and stop it being used for the wrong reasons, and maybe even find a way home, if that is where you want to go.

A group of strangers all die on the same day, from random events that they were simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. They are thrust into darkness and when it clears in the morning they awake to a frightening scene. They lay in a meadow of soft, luscious grass that rises to the knees. Tall, thick trees surround the meadow, and through them the strangers catch glimpses of small buildings clustered in an untidy bunch.

This is Midland. A land beyond ours and home to many strange things, but this is not a fairy tale. This is a nightmare. The land is dying. Time is unraveling, the land is falling into the sea, and radiation is poisoning the very earth.

The land however, is not the worst threat to the strangers. The fallen ones walk again. Humans and animals warped by radiation, deformed by evil and consumed by it.

Gilead is the last surviving nation in Midland. Its rulers hang on by a thread to a country plagued on all sides. Pirates and bandits wage an ever escalating war with the Gunslingers and Riders. Demons slowly destroy the frontier. Through all of this the a hidden group is trying to find the Dark Tower and destroy it, causing time and space to unravel.

Will you search the land for a way home? or will you accept your fate and make a life for yourself here, in this strange new world?

MIDLAND

Midland has one continent that is slowly falling in on itself. The environment has divided itself into distinct environments, each strange and unique in its own way.

Rising above the green shag of the jungle, like the spires of some eroding castle, the mountainous spine of the Island runs its crooked length. Ancient volcanic eruptions created the mountains, now as the Island falls apart beneath it, the mountains stand grim and resolute. The harsh, rocky landscape is predominantly occupied by shrubs, and lichen but the forest is creeping it’s way up the mountain. Large winged beasts roam the mountains. The Wyrms are mystical beasts of legend that range in appearance. Some are even rumored to appear as giant wolves with feathered wings and multiple tails.

The jungles of Midland consist of gnarled trees the size of skyscrapers erupting in knotted root jumbles from the volcanic earth. Entire ecosystems exist within the great arms of a single tree. Undergrowth, taller and denser than many trees in our world choke the ground hundreds of feet below the shrouded canopy. Snake like vines and creepers crisscross in the trees, struggling with one another in a battle for water and light. Beasts of all shapes and sizes inhabit the shadowed depths of the jungle. Bears twelve feet tall, and insects the size of dogs are all common.

On the eastern side of the mountains a network of rivers, fed by runoff and springs weaved through a wide lay of gentle country swathed in low shrubs and patchy grassland. Over time as the Island shrank the plains receded into the jungle.

The Island’s coast is a savage battlefront between land and sea. Heavy oceanic swells buffet the coast, leaving a jagged shoreline like a jaw of broken teeth.

THE DARK TOWER

The Dark Tower is a hub of mystical energy. It binds the universe together as well as all planes of existence. No one knows where it is, or really everything about it except that it is surrounded by a field of roses and that its top can not be seen through the clouds. It is beautiful to behold, and almost resembles a large obsidian castle with many towers circling around one large spire. It is rumored in the ancient texts that the castle does not lie on this earth. The tower can only be accessed with the use of four keys, each one guarded by humongous beasts at the four most extreme locations on the Island (far north, south, etc.). In order to find your way home, you must reach the Dark Tower, and access its power.

CHARACTERS

Upon entering this world you find many new options open to you, that before would be unimaginable. Your characters will have to learn a trade to help them on their road to the Tower.

Gunslinger- The gunslingers and the Riders protect Gilead from threats. Gunslingers combine the weapons of the new era with that of the old. They carry revolvers as well as swords that allow them to function in all situations. They are extremely versatile soldiers thats power is not altogether human. It is a closely guarded secret (I.E. if you want to become one PM me).

Riders and Warders- Riders ride the great Wyrms. Warders are the Wyrms. Warders are humans that have developed a strong bond with a Rider, and the change, into the Riders weapons. Both human and Wyrm at once. They have an extremely strong bond that is not easily broken. They always know what the other is feeling and where the other is.

Mage- Magic is an art practiced by few, but it is old beyond belief and very powerful.

Death Dealers- Death Dealers are necromancers of a sort, but they have a different agenda. Their power comes not from rising the dead, but from guiding them. Using intricate spells they guide lost souls to the underworld. They are especially harmful against demons and other cursed beings. Their magic is just as effective on normal humans.

These are merely suggestions. If you have ideas run them by me.

RULES

- Technology. This is set in a medieval fantasy universe. Most soldiers will use swords, spears, bows etc. The most advanced pieces of equipment are the revolvers used by gunslingers and the long rifles carried by the Riders.

- There are no alternate races. Only human.

- No god modding. Your characters are new to this way of life. Keep that in mind.

- I want this to move and be deep. Try and do long posts if at all possible. If its not write a sentence or two, we'll all understand. I want everyone to get involved in the world as well, choose your own way to do this.

- Be courteous to other writers. Pay attention to what the other characters do, and don't write about them doing something they wouldn't normally do.

- Relationships are allowed. No sex scenes. Your characters may have it, but no description

- Go easy on the language

- Any other rules that need to be upheld by YWS

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Only six strangers please. Any other characters must be from Midland

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Age: older than 18 please

Gender:

Personality:

Appearance: picture is not required

History: include how they died. You may also want to include what they will do after they are settled.

Likes/Dislikes:

Other:
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Name: Alack Right

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Personality: He is strong willed and loves standing up for what he thinks is right. He can be sarcastic and a bit of an ass when he is angry. He can be very shy and doesn't have many friends.

Appearance; He has standing up jet black hair and bright green eyes. His skin is albino white and he is very attractive. He has a thin, tall figure.

History: He was orphaned at the age of ten. his old uncle took him in and sent him to boarding school as soon as he could. he died while driving to his new job. When he settles he will be apprenticed to a mage.


Likes/Dislikes: Is very interested in girls (duh!), computer and Internet. He hates bullies and people who say "whatever" He also love fantasy stories, drawings, movies and magic

Other: If he can, i think he will start to date Bliss if that is okay with you
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I will claim a spot and post later.
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I'll have my character from the Midlands, if that's fine. And could I have her be a beast tamer, with animals who fights by her side? She can ask them to come to her aid, but she can't completely control them. If they refuse to help her, then there is nothing she can do about it. The only way she can communicate with the animals is through her flute. If it's not allowed, then I'll change.

Name: Tahakiel

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personality: She's quiet and withdrawn when she's alone and with other people, but with her animals in battle, she's rowdy, a little insensitive to other people's feelings, and quite careless. This very sudden shift can lead many to think that she's a little unstable, which makes her angry very quickly.

Appearance: This

History: She was born to a mage couple, and so, she was very familiar with the workings of magic. They were disappointed when she seemed to show no magical talent of her own, but she was interested in music so they made her an enchanted flute, knowing that if she did have magical talent, she would develop it with the flute. So, to her surprise, when she played the flute, she found that she could call animals to her. She later left home to develop her powers, and has been hiding away in the forest ever since.

Likes/Dislikes: She likes music and animals, and generally, being with what she considers normal. She doesn't like chaotic things, unless it's in battle, and when people think that she's mentally unstable.

Other: Up for love, you can decide if she really is a little insane or not.
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Name: Bliss

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality: She is a very serene and calm person, though if angered she can be a bit of a bitch. Usually she's in a very good mood though, and is pleasant to everybody, no matter what or who they are, (That is, unless she's going to battle.). Though if she has a flash-back of her times on the gruesomely bloody battle field, she would become distant and a tortured look would cross her face.

Appearance: She has luscious and long locks of onyx coloured hair that tumbles down her back and over her shoulders, big bright green eyes and full, cherry red lips that when they smile could make anybody smile back at her; her beauty is dazzling. She is usually clad in her armor [shown in picture] and has her sword sheathed at her side, and her bow and arrow slung over her shoulder at all times.

History: (Bliss is originally from Midland) When she was 16 her parents had died in a house fire, and that's when she had decided to join the army, because she had nothing else left in life. She went through brutal training for 3 years of her life, and is now a faithful, and disciplined soldier to the land, and her home.


Likes/Dislikes: Bliss loves the night sky, she could sit up all night just staring at the stars, smiling gormlessly. Though she absolutely hates stuck up snobs that think they're better than everybody else.

Other: Bliss has never really known love, except for that of her parents. She has a life of lonliness and hate, though it's hard to believe from such a polite and calm woman. She has never had thoughts about marriage, or even men for that fact, and in that kind of topic she is ignorant and innocent. Though if the right man came along, she would probably be "Up For Love."
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WaterVyper, thats fine.

but SheepMonoxide, is your character a stranger or someone originally from Midland?
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I edited the history to put that information in. ^_^
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I guess its time to make my character

Name: Matt Cauthon

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Personality: He is very calm and laid back. He loses track of time easily and is often late to appointments. However he quickly changes if he needs to. Even when he is lazy and it appears he is not paying attention he is. He doesn't keep many friends, but those he does he is very loyal too. He is generally a very one track person emotionally but he can move to anger very quickly if someone he knows is in danger.

Appearance: He is average height and skinny, but still very muscular. He has brown hair that he keeps shoort. It has been stuck under a helmet so much that it has taken on a permanent messiness. His eyes are bright blue laced with silver. He normally wears a white shirt and grey jeans. He has a signature jacket that looks [url]like this[/url].

History:He was born in New York to a very poor family. His mother died giving birth to him and his father was arrested when he was ten. Him and his older brother lived by themselves for a long time and Matt learned a variety of skills. He learned Mixed Martial Arts during his free time when he wasn't working as a bike messenger.

He was walking home and he saw a girl getting mugged. He stopped them but when he was walking away one of the muggers turned around and shot him.

Now that he is in Midland h will probably be a gunslinger.

Likes/Dislikes: He likes music and being alone, he has always wanted to fly. He dislikes people who want to impose on the will of others.

Other: up for love i guess
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no more gunslingers until we have more of some other things
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Name: April O'Rary

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality: A sweet girl with a dark past of scandals. She is very protective of these secrets for she hates when people feel bad for her. She laughs alot and smiles despite her secrets. She likes music and can play four instruments consistently also she can play most any wind instrument.

Appearance: She has hair the color of chocolate on fire and bright green eyes. She has piercings up along her ear and in very slender with ivory skin.

History: She was in foster care in reality, growing up in different households getting the gist of people. She got a lucky break when she got a scholarship for her musical skills to college. there, she met her mentally depressed boyfriend whom when attempting suicide took her with her. Once she got the the world she settled with an old hag who had a knack for magic. She was taught and later the hag died, leaving all of her books and magical objects to April.

Likes/Dislikes: Food, certain people/oranges, certain people

Other: can read people well and up for love.
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Well, I know damar said no more gunslingers, but as I did request before to be one is it still ok if I make one? If not, just say so. If I can, then spot reserved. ^^




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Name: Azrael Ringo

Age: 18 and a half (lol, you said over 18 ^^)

Gender: Male

Personality: Arrow (preferred name) is a bit paranoid. Because bad luck has always been following him around ever since he took a breath. He is actually a pretty sprightly guy, who has a natural charm and easy smile. He is extremely patient and enjoys life, and he has a twisted sense of humour, which is wry and matched his laid-back attitude about his un-luck.

Appearance: Arrow has black hair with streaks of red in it. It wasn't an intentional look, it happened when he fell into a experimental bowl of everlasting ink. His hair is naturally blond, but apparently the ever-lasting ink was everlasting. His right eye is green and his left eye is blue. He has a funny case, which at times he goes colourblind and his eyes loses colour altogether as his light receptors stop working. His is tall and has many wonderful and strange looking scars upon his body from countless unlucky episodes involving things from balloons to wallets.

History: And you know how I mentioned he's had bad luck since his first breath, well this is what I mean: His first breath, believe or not, was not in fact wholly air, it was partially birthing fluids and unfortunately he managed to inhale anaesthesia which was rather weirdly placed next to his cot and the cap loosely twisted on, and the hospital he was born at had a black out, and to top it all off his name was spelt wrong on his birth certificate. Yes, that sort of unfortunate luck has followed him around his whole life.

So, when he finally dies from going colour blind at the wrong moment, (the moment being when he was driving home and not seeing the difference, in the dark, between a lake and road) he figures at least he didn't get mauled by lions. What happens as he plunges into the lake is that it gets struck by lighting, and I think we all know how well electricity and water go together. Not well at all.

Likes/Dislikes: He actually hates the sound of metal scraping against metal. And he loves cheesecakes.

Other: Up for love. ^^

Oh, yeah, when he's settled down he'll probably be a Rider, (If he can find someone to be his Wyrm . . . Anyone up for it?)
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yes. you reserved it so its ok
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Name: Esa (or Es for the particularly lazy characters)

Age: 19

Gender: female

Personality: She does well in any sort of company, even none. Esa can change her personality at will to make people more comfortable. She’ll never admit it, but this is because she needs to be perfect in people’s eyes so they don’t feel the need to punish her (see history). Her real personality is someone that genualy cares. The temper has been beaten out of her so she’s very cool headed. The only thing that makes her angry is the mistreatment of people, mostly children.

Appearance: She’s average height with a slim build. Her very dark red hair is extremely short, longer in the front than in the back. Esa’s eyes are a very dark green and seems to bore into you because she doesn’t ever hide her emotions except in extreme circumstances. She carries around wooden staff that she’s strengthened with her magic and uses it as a weapon.

History:
(Originated in the Midlands)

When she was very young, one of her first memories is that of her mother locking her in a very small box, even for a little girl, and laughing maniacally. Her mother would do this to punish her, being a bit insane. Esa’s father never knew about this because, as a carriage driver, he was away a lot. She grew to fear that little box, even as she grew older. It was when she was eight that her mother finally lost it. Her mother said that she’d been too bad this time and now she would have to pay the ultimate price. Esa fought back, getting cut up and accidentally cutting up her mother. She would have died if her father hadn’t walked in and held her mother down.

Her mother ran away after that, proclaiming that this would have never happened if Esa had been a girl. She was found dead three days later.

After that, Esa tried to be the boy her parents must have wished for, doing chores and stuff like that while doing the things her mother had to do.

Esa’s life changed when a mage came, traveling through town. The village where she lived was attacked by wild animals (it often was) and the mage kept the beasts away. She’s always had an almost perfect memory, she remembered everything the mage did: how he looked, and the slightest hand gestures.

After bothering him about it, he agreed to take her on as an apprentice.


Likes/Dislikes:

Likes open places, animals, children

Dislikes closed in spaces (she fears them to the extreme), mistreatment

Other: up for love
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