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Greetings writer,
You've stumbled across my thread, so stay a while and read.
1. Who am I?
I'm a writer in my thirties, my native tongue is not English so you have been warned, though I do alright. I have been writing for a little while, five years give or take, I started late. I post from Europe so large timezone differences will be at play with some of you. I'm friendly, I can chat outside of the roleplay, I'm not going to disappear without letting you know.
2. What am I looking for?
A post every other day, a distraction to a bored mind and maybe, just maybe, something I can be proud of. I post a couple of paragraphs, sometimes more and I expect a partner who won't reply with just a couple words to my posts. I want a story with adventure, thrils and chills, to be engaged and not bored.
3. Kinks?
Sigh... What can I say here. I've been writing a lot of garbage. I want to write a story. So let's leave this topic set aside and let the story flow.
4. So how about that story?
An ancient society of magicians of our world has we know it is experimenting with the concept of space and time. They open a rift in what they assume is a passage to another world. After much testing they ask for a volunteer to cross it. In their secret society, they have found a way to immortality, at least of the soul, but those rules may only apply to their own realm, so there is no guarantee of what happens once someone crosses the gate. Arekhon Peledaen, an enforcer of the order steps forward. He's a tired soul, often craving an end to his immortal state, sees this as an opportunity to test the limits of his mind and soul.
The other world, is a repressed society, deprived of basic resources such as food and water. Ruled by an iron fist, an egotistical emperor that knows no mercy, he leads a army of half person, half machine. These relentless creatures upload the order, hunt those who stray from the rules.For every action, or force, there are those that oppose them. That's maybe where the other protagonist of the story comes in, maybe not.
Upon arrival to the world Arekhon realizes that there's no way back that he can see and that magic does not seem to flow to him as he'd expect. Grinning at the feeling of unknowing what will become of him in case he dies he grips onto his soul item, a long sword and braves into the barren orange horizon.
5. What now?
I hate writing thread requests, I have written longer introduction PM's, so I'll leave it at this.
Bye,
W.
You've stumbled across my thread, so stay a while and read.
1. Who am I?
I'm a writer in my thirties, my native tongue is not English so you have been warned, though I do alright. I have been writing for a little while, five years give or take, I started late. I post from Europe so large timezone differences will be at play with some of you. I'm friendly, I can chat outside of the roleplay, I'm not going to disappear without letting you know.
2. What am I looking for?
A post every other day, a distraction to a bored mind and maybe, just maybe, something I can be proud of. I post a couple of paragraphs, sometimes more and I expect a partner who won't reply with just a couple words to my posts. I want a story with adventure, thrils and chills, to be engaged and not bored.
3. Kinks?
Sigh... What can I say here. I've been writing a lot of garbage. I want to write a story. So let's leave this topic set aside and let the story flow.
4. So how about that story?
An ancient society of magicians of our world has we know it is experimenting with the concept of space and time. They open a rift in what they assume is a passage to another world. After much testing they ask for a volunteer to cross it. In their secret society, they have found a way to immortality, at least of the soul, but those rules may only apply to their own realm, so there is no guarantee of what happens once someone crosses the gate. Arekhon Peledaen, an enforcer of the order steps forward. He's a tired soul, often craving an end to his immortal state, sees this as an opportunity to test the limits of his mind and soul.
The other world, is a repressed society, deprived of basic resources such as food and water. Ruled by an iron fist, an egotistical emperor that knows no mercy, he leads a army of half person, half machine. These relentless creatures upload the order, hunt those who stray from the rules.For every action, or force, there are those that oppose them. That's maybe where the other protagonist of the story comes in, maybe not.
Upon arrival to the world Arekhon realizes that there's no way back that he can see and that magic does not seem to flow to him as he'd expect. Grinning at the feeling of unknowing what will become of him in case he dies he grips onto his soul item, a long sword and braves into the barren orange horizon.
5. What now?
I hate writing thread requests, I have written longer introduction PM's, so I'll leave it at this.
Bye,
W.
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