GAME
Your characters have gathered to place items into a time capsule that will be opened in a 100 years.
RULES
-
Your character has to bring an item to place into the time capsule. It can be something that they made, or something that is specific to their universe.
-
Do a time jump to 100 years later when the capsule is opened, have a new character find what Character-A put in the capsule (it can even be the character that had originally placed the item if they're still around), and have them put something else in the capsule. You can even have them take a look at any other items that they may find an interest in.
- Character A: Places item(s).
Fast-forward 100 years.
Character B finds what Character A placed (they can even look at any other items that they might have an interest in), and place in their own item(s).
-
Wait for at least two new posts to go again.
-
Have fun, and be respectful to one another.
Levi: Places a hand made leather-bound book giving detailed information on monsters and other beings into the capsule. The title reads 'A Hunter's Guide to Hunting: Everything you Need to Know'. The book also tells of how to kill these creatures, listing their abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. "I hope that helps any future hunters that might need it."
100 Years Later
William: Locates the book, opens it, and looks to see if there's anything about demons. He smirks and laughs a little bit at the fact that he just looked up his own species in the book. He sets the book back down, and places an intricately made sword into the capsule, complete with a shield and a set of knives and daggers along side it.
100 years later
Trinity: Finds the weapons and laughs to herself, as a child she always wanted a set like this but now it just seemed silly as she knew it would be useless in a battle where everyone uses magic. However she still spent some time gawking at the craftsmanship of the sword. Once she sets it down she decides she would like to leave something to horrify the next person to discover the capsule. Giggling to herself she places in a little paper bag an eye and a tooth she bought from a demon she came across on her travels but she starts to feel a little guilty so she chucks in a magical stone that brings good luck to those who touch it to make up for the soon to be rotting body parts.
100 years later
Valeria: Gags at the smell of rotted flesh. When she locates the source she takes out the paper bag and looks inside. She decides to leave it in the capsule. She finds the stone and scrutinizes it for a minute, then puts it back in, thinking it is just an old stone. After thinking, she puts a gun and a few rounds of bullets in case the next person needs it. She also leaves a little fake black rose, which she has adopted at her symbol. The rose has a pink ribbon around it with a tag that says, "V.E. The Reprogrammed"
((Oh wow, I totally forgot about this thing! Lol
Ok, so while I do like that you have posted, I ask that you follow what I did to start this thing.
100 years later
Sawyers bounding barreling through the dark forest snarls followed them. Thier foot caught something dragging them to the ground. Looking at what it was Sawyer saw a shine of metal in the moon light. Hoping it was a weapon they started pulling it up revealing a time capsule made of dark iron along with engravings they showed no interest towards. The inhumanly noise was getting closer. Useing thier measly knife the popped it open releaseing a smell that can only be described at death. They were about to close it because of the foul odor, but the glint of a gun catched thier eye. Thier hand ventured into the hollow tude quickly pulling back with the gun in hand. It was an older model, could cost a lot of money, but right now it was only worth something if it fired. The beast emerged into thier sight it’s hidous features and horrid stench was overwhelming. Why did I always get into these situations? Sawyer cursed their self. Slowly rising gun in front of them. Barrel aimed at the ugly beast. And with one pull the monster was going to be dead. They pulled the trigger.
But nothing happened. It was jammed. Pulling the trigger a few more times nothing happened. They were screwed. The creature advanced slowly as if toying with them. Slamming the body of the gun in the palm they pointed the gun at the chest and fired. The bullet fired hitting right where they were aiming. Shooting the monster four more times till it laid motionless on the ground oozing a blue liquid. Blood. They decided to take a closer look at the capsule. There was a bag in the container which is where the gagging smell came from. Opening it they found an eye and tooth, by the markings on them they were old and not human. Grabbing the bag for thier mage of a brother a pink ribbon was hidden in the corner of the vessel. The ribbon was neatly wrapped around a fake black rose. They had see this symbol somewhere before. As they stood up about to leave the can empty, but the words on the side caught thier eye. At first Sawyer thought it was in a different language, but the original beholder just was horrible at carving. There it said,
This is a box of time
This is where we will see the worthy through out the ages
This time capsule will pick a worthy beholder every hundred years
They may take
That may leave
But they may never go without putting something in return for looking in
They rolled thier purple eyes in annoyance. Grabbing thier knife with the carving of thier name and pronouns they placed it in the receptacle along with a ring of the person who wants to marry them. A person who they loathe. Losing the ring is a disgrace, but they’d rather be a disgrace then a married person who’s unhappy thier whole life. Closeing the capsule. They turned to walk away, looking back to put to memory what had happed today, but the container had disappeared. They rolled thier eyes. Magicians
Magainta let her eyes roll along the ground as the walked, the bright sun trying its best to peek through the dense forestry that covered her from daylight. She pulled her hooded, black silk cape over her body, clutching it to herself as she looked around. She could barely smell it, but it was there. She walked a few blocks further and laughed softly when she found the rotting corpse of a blue-blooded beast laying on the dank floor of the wooded path she was travelling along. She stepped over it, not bothering to use her leathery bat wings that were tucked away underneath the heavy cloak to fly over it. She stepped off the beast and unplugged her nose, laughed softly once again as she watched a few insects scatter about, withering around in confusion. She turned back to her path but was stopped by a poorly buried capsule of some sort with something inscribed on the side. She didn’t pay much attention to it and, in being her greedy vampire self, went straight to unlocking the chest, her eyes flickering over the few things that lay in it.
A knife with what she could describe as only an odd scent coming off of it, and a ring that caught her attention. This looked like the one she had lost many decades ago. She paid not much mind to her entrancing reunion with the fine piece of jewelry and slipped it on her centre finger, wincing as a faint stream of light caught the stone on the top and beamed into her eyes. She hissed before closing the trunk in attempt to read the letters inscribed on the side.
She scoffed, rolling her eyes. This could be an attempt of robbery, but she’d go along with it anyway. She slipped a handkerchief from a small pouch on her hip along with a small vile of poison ivy antidote, hoping she’d be of use to some helpless mortal in need, along with a sack of tea leaves she would no longer be needing to use due to their fermented state.
In doing this, another object, seemingly a luck stone, caught the eye of the “young” vampire, which she gracefully traded in for a seduction crystal instead, placing the bright red stone of hers into the container and pushing it closed.
She stood up, brushing the dirt and mud she had gotten on her trousers whilst kneeling down to look into the box and continued on the wooded path that lead to her brother’s gravestone.
The High Devil causally walked through the dense forest. It was night, a bit of a nippy one had he been human and able to feel temperature. He liked to take long walks in the night; it helped him stay away from the humans who feared him. He didn't want to be feared by some innocent humans, just the majorly sinful ones. The ones that deserved to die.
He was walking when his foot hit something hard. He hadn't hit it hard enough to feel pain, just enough to tell it was hard, not spongy or soft. He knelt down ad began to brush the dirt off of it. A chest? A capsule? What is this? He opened out of curiosity.
First came the smell of… rotting plant matter? He tossed the pouch of whatever out of the capsule. Next, he saw a crystal, shimmering with magic. He grabbed it and examined it. Not much use to me he thought, placing it back. He grabbed the poison ivy antidote. Might be a bit useful he though, pocketing it. He, on a whim, decided to leave some things in here. A leather journal that had some of the former Devil of Arrogance's letters to Madidisk, whom she loved. A copy of his own diary. A knife Lust gave him. Five golden rings. And a crystal necklace, which could be used to call a demon to your side, just so he knew who came next. Then, on another whim, he placed (carefully) a cyanide antidote, a specific one he used many times to avoid quick deaths from humans he merely wanted to duel. He closed the capsule and went on his way.
