forum Actions Matter / Private and Closed

Started April 18, 2020 by @Knick

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@Mojack a continuation.

Did you want templates or?

Sure - just so people can get a feel for our characters if they stalk? Plus a refresher lol. Are we picking up off of where we left off? I don’t believe we got that far.

Yeah I think we’ll go from where we left off. Here’s the temp

Name:
Nicknames:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Species:

About: (backstory and facts and such, goals..)
Personality:
Other:

Okay!! It’s late for me so I’ll prob just be filling out the template then going to bed, I have stuff to do tomorrow on here and irl so I can’t say I’ll be too active for this but we’ll just have to see.

Name: Mlodrirh
Nicknames: Bee (common name) - The End of Civilization (lesser known)
Age: at least 250 million years old technically, most likely more
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Cosmic Kaiju (was created by the Eldritch, not natural species per say)

About: Mlodrirh was banished to the human realm by joint effort of Yacheli and Z’ubbi, two Eldritch. Unfortunately, that only sent their problem to another universe. Fortunately,
Mlodrirh is way less powerful than they once were. After rampaging in Earth and possibly causing the Permian Extinction, Mlodrirh fell into a slumber that she did not yet wake from until the time of the Ancient world - the Romans, Greeks, all them. She went on three rampages in their time (smaller scale ones) the first being from the fact she was a being waking up in an unfamiliar situation. The second one after her egg was stolen, the third one for when her egg was destroyed.
The being known as Bhopetl arrived to Earth, battling Mlodrirh. Eventually Bho overcame her, and was able to imprison her in the ground. It was only until 1945 when she woke again, but by then, Mlodrirh was more aware of the world. She did briefly rampage, greatly enraged at her defeat at the sword of Bho, but soon relaxed and later in fell into a slumber.

After the Light, Mlodrirh created a human form for herself and now lives a secluded life on the Moving Island of Huuri, one of the Light’s gifts to the world. Unfortunately, you couldn’t say the same for the cosmic entities - the ghosts of her past - hunting the waters…

Mlodrirh is not alone on Huuri. A fae like civilization lives in the jungles, also coming from the Light, but bow to Mlodrirh as a powerful being.

Personality: Mlodrirh, in her youth, was ruthless and beast like. Short tempered and nearly constantly raging, and to have caused an extinction she was not to be reckoned with. Mlodrirh over time has become more relaxed and calm, casual about things one may consider strange. She sees things for what they are and believes everything has a reason. Even the Light, while its origins are unnatural Mlodrirh refuses to intervene and attack as Mlodrirh. Mostly because she doesn’t see the Light as a threat, since the island of Huuri almost serves as a shield to the outside world. No one can detect it in the first place, nor can you even tell what’s on it. It’s nearly impossible for a human to get in.. Unless you wake up upon it, of course.
Other: Personality subject to change in RP as we go along

Name: Wenzel Völki
Nicknames: 4, Felicity
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Species: Human (Altered by the Light, but not enough to ‘turn him’.)

About: 4. A number that appeared many times in Wenzel’s life. Seen as a horrible number by some, and yet, Wenzel remained impossibly lucky. His luck only ran out when the Light shot from the sky and caused terrible destruction across the lands. While he was able to dodge some of the beasts that left from the Light, he was unable to see a Rift coming his way. It was assumed Wenzel had been killed.

That was not the case, however. While ‘altered’ by the Light in unseen ways (even he himself remains unaware of it) he was able to survive an encounter, however wakes up on the island of Huuri, soon to come into contact with the individual known as Bee..
Personality: Wenzel can seem as serious as some, and that’s who he is, most of the time. Scratch that, a little over half of the time. Wenzel likes to know people. He likes to know all about them, their weaknesses and strengths. He also enjoys mocking others and getting on their nerves, which comes off as amusing to him, unfortunately Wenzel doesn’t know his limits that well. While he claims to be a leader, he’s more of a follower of anything..although he is an attack first, ask questions later type of guy when faced with something unfamiliar.
Other: N/A

”Watch out!”

The only thing Wenzel saw before being pulled into light was one of them. Their faces, if they even had any. Pale bodies and claws, grasping at him. They weren’t able to do much damage to him…physically, for the most part.

He woke up pretty quickly though when he realized he was bleeding. Left arm. The claw marks. Gripping his arm Wenzel sat up, realizing that he was not in the apocalyptic cities anymore, but a short of some sorts. Wenzel looked around, perhaps think he was on a beach, which he was, but he also thought there would be civilization somewhere…nothing.
The only thing that spoke to him were the calls of the jungle that lay beyond.

Ensuring that he wasn’t bleeding too heavily Wenzel stood up carefully and inspected himself for any more injuries. Nothing else, from what he could tell. Maybe some bruises. Maybe not. He’d find out sooner or later.
He sniffed, looking out to the ocean. No beams, no rifts of Light anywhere….where was this, exactly?

A chill down his spine directed his focus to the ocean again, as a fin that was not of Earthen origin nor from the Light made itself visible. The tail, almost made of shadow, flared above the water and slammed onto the surface of the water.
Wenzel backed up, no longer wanting to stay in the open.

Instead, he ventured further into the jungle.

Bee had been living on Huuri since the Light first grew unstable. The Light never affected her, however. None of the creatures that came from the Light wished to battle Bee, for one look at her they’d be able to sense the ‘human’ that stood in front of them was not actually a human nor called Bee. It was Mlodrirh, and Mlodrirh had caused an extinction event far greater than the Light could ever hope to do.

Bee lived a calm and isolated life on Huuri. Not how you’d imagine she would be if you were around several thousand years ago. But yes - here she was, currently sitting on the roof of her small cottage. The cottage was by one of the springs in the jungle, on the docks. Not a very modern cottage, but did that bother her? No.

It did not.

What did cause her to glance up was a disturbance in the fae, the other inhabitants of the island. Bee could sense their energies, growing somewhat curious but also alarmed. The only thing she could think of was someone had arrived on the island. And that was unfortunate, since the fae did not enjoy sharing. But who - who could have possibly arrived on the island?

Her own curiosity piqued, Bee made her way to the area where some of the fae were quietly investigating.

Wenzel slowed down once in the jungle, but not willing to stop moving. He never trusted jungles. Never. But what seemed strange was the lack of animals. Wildlife. Even the amount of insects seemed low. Maybe they were all hiding? He didn’t know how big this island was.

He paused, feeling as though he was being watched, but quickly recalled his thoughts before. Not wanting to waste time Wenzel continued on. It wasn’t wise to stop for a break in a place you didn’t know. And yet….Wenzel felt almost numb, in his left arm. By the wound. He momentarily rushed to a tree, which wasn’t far, and inspected his arm.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Maybe he had gotten bitten by a bug? If so, he wasn’t sure if that theory made him calmer or more stressed. Wenzel proceeded onwards in a different direction. He had to find someone or something fast.

The fae never spoke words to her, or at least when they did it was one in a blue moon. Instead, she directed her attention to their focus. A human..Bee lowered herself, not that she needed to in the first place. And I’m not referring to her short height - rather the fact that Bee could easily mask her appearance among the jungle and remain invisible.

It wasn’t a human, Bee realized after some time. Or he was a human, but something was off about his presence. The air around him. His arm. Humans rarely ended up on Huuri, why him, Bee had wondered.

Bee backed up into the jungle, not before giving a silent order to the fae to not move on the human. Not yet. She needed to figure out what was going on.

“It’s not everyday I get visitors on this island,” she drawled as she made herself known to the human. Bee hung by her legs around a branch of a tree, directly in the human’s path. Long blonde hair hanging down she watched for a reaction.

Wenzel froze upon seeing the woman who had come from just about nowhere. He had turned to look to his side, next thing he knew there was a woman hanging out in the tree in the path.

“Who..” He breathed out, pausing. “Who are you?” Each passing second, Wenzel felt his arm growing more numb. And it wasn’t even the area of injury at this point, it was the entire arm.

“Now, now,” Bee looked around before maneuvering herself from the tree. “It’s quite rude to come to someone’s home unannounced and not even introduce yourself. But…” She gazed at his arm for a second too long. “I will make an exception, given your current state. My name is Bee. I live on this island, called Huuri. The inhabitants on this island do not like you very much, so I am doing you a favour by just standing near you in the first place.”

Wenzel stayed silent, staring at Bee. Studying her. Why was she on this island…..and who were the inhabitants? Why did they not like him? She was their leader?

“I..?” Wenzel managed out, stopping as he felt dazed. “Wenzel…?” That was his name, wasn’t it? Then why was he feeling so..unfocused?

Bee folded her arms, watching him and listening. But something didn’t seem right.

The Light. He’d been affected by it, but this time it was different, Bee had never seen a human survive an encounter with the Light before. But it seemed it wasn’t doing anything good to him right now. Bee moved forwards and without hesitation grabbed onto him, hoping to hold him steady for the time being. “Wenzel, Wenzel, what a nice name!” She complimented him, while also considering what to do.

((Question - how tall is Wenzel?))

(Like how you say ‘how tall is he’ as opposed to asking his height lol. Anyways 6’4”.)

Wenzel stiffened when she grabbed him. Bee. What an odd name….an odd name he had little time to consider when he felt himself slip from being awake into passing out. The Light could kill him at this state, it had failed previously but it still remained attached to him right now. Wenzel fell limp.

((Damn he tall compared to Bee then. Bee’s 4’9” LOL but she’s strong at least given the whole Kaiju thing))

Flinching when he fell back Bee held onto the human, Wenzel, his name was. It was kind of awkward holding a much taller being than yourself as she adjusted her hold. Making a choice, Bee decided to take him to her cottage and attempt to help him. She had just met this human and while she had no real attachment yet, she didn’t want to see the first human visitor die like this.

Taking him there took time but when she arrived, she set him down a bed in the cottage. She pulled a stool over and looked him over, noting the wound in his arm. Bee took to cleaning that first. She had been around for millions of years, giving her the time she needed to study techniques.
She turned away and looked at what she had available. All the herbs, a good amount of them too. She never used them too much.

The first mixture would be a numbing effect, but this one was for the Light within him. Numbing the Light, and preventing it from spreading further. That would give her enough time to extract it. Mixing it up Bee turned back to the human and rolled up his sleeve, applying it to his entire arm. That should do it. She turned away and began to prepare the next mixture.

Wenzel opened his eyes, feeling the numbness had spread even further, but seemed to cease for the time being, his eyes looking all around the place. He was in a bed of some sort, in a shelter..all he remembered was Bee, the strange woman from before.

When he saw her, Wenzel didn’t react at first, mostly because he was still processing where he was.

This would help her get the Light out. Bee had figured that she couldn’t extract all of the Light - only the stuff that was trying to kill him. If she removed all of it, that would most definitely kill him. And Bee didn’t want that.

She turned and strolled over, staying silent though noticing that he was, indeed, awake. Bee would just have to hope Wenzel would not protest too much. Hopefully he recognized that she was helping him, not hurting him. She began to apply what she had made onto his wound.

Wenzel watched her approach, stiffening once more as she began to put the medicine on his arm. Though he wasn’t sure what it was, Wenzel pulled away to the best of his abilities.

Bee lightly grasped his arm, in attempt to prevent him from moving away. She needed this time to extract the Light while it wasn’t moving. Moving her other hand forwards, she began to pull out the harmful Light that was within him.

Although Wenzel was still unsure of it, there wasn’t a whole lot he could really do. So for now, he accepted the treatment.

He tensed, watching her, unsure of what she was doing. What was she removing….

The Light?

The removal of the Light - at least the harmful Light didn’t take long. Light in general was harmful, but it seemed to Bee that the portion that she was keeping in was the reason for his survival.

Quickly taking a jar Bee stored the Light she had removed in there. She didn’t want the Light to escape. Not that it would attract any of the Light’s abominations to Huuri - Bee, or rather who she really was, Mlodrirh, scared them off - she just wanted to reserve this specimen for research.

Bee settled to finally wrapping up his arm.

Wenzel stayed quiet, peering at the jar for a moment. Yes, that looked like the Light. He knew he encountered the Light, but how was he alive? What was going on?

Wenzel turned his head away to look over at the wall in thought.

Bee finished up and stood, moving to the counter again to put her things away and wash up. It wasn’t like she was going to get an illness from anything - she was more worried of the human, Wenzel, who was obviously much more vulnerable than her.

Drying her hands off Bee made sure to put the jar away in a dark place in the cabinets.

Wenzel looked back at Bee again and sat up slightly, sniffing. “Where is this…place…?” He asked, clearly not sure on what question to ask in the first place. He was just saying the first thing that came to mind.