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out of the frying pan - Iona - 07-13-2017
SWP Participant Magics: :: [ Magic: Wind | Ability to form a lasso of wind to trap others. ] :: [ Restrictions | 5m radius ] SAFE PLEASE ^ Enchanted items :: [ Item: Enchanted Helmet | Defensive. Lightweight silver headpiece that protects against light magic. ] :: [ Restrictions | Not always entirely effective; protection wears down with repeated attacks. ] ^ SAFE PLEASE. This was designed to protect from people getting inside her head (illusions, hallucinations, etc.) - Feel free to re-word it! :: [ Item: Invisibility Cloak | Defensive. Shapeless, the cloak wraps around the shoulders with a hood. (stolen from Thranduil) ] :: [ Restrictions | Cannot be turned on and off ] ^ Can I use my SWP participant slot to make this safe too? If not, that's cool! Rift-god / Kaos items none, just the amulet. Amulets : 2. 1 Spark, 1 Kaos Companion/s : [*]Iver - Osprey - 03-23-2017 - 3 months old I'm not sure what that is here :| Species change (if applicable) : n/a Requests: none! Other Items :: [ Item: Three feather charm | Three feathers on a rope around her wing ] :: [ Item: Glass Shiv | Offensive. Small blade made of glass. ] :: [ Restrictions | Breakable, limited uses. ] :: [ Item: Glass Wing Blades | Offensive. Glass blades concealable between flight feathers. ] :: [ Restrictions | Breakable, limited uses. ] :: [ Item: Glass Chainmail | Defensive. Lightweight glass chainmail that covers shoulders and wing joints. ] :: [ Restrictions | Breakable, limited uses. ] :: [ Item: Foreleg Bands | Defensive. Set of 2 silver leg bands secured with leather straps. ] :: [ Item: Leather Breastplate | Defensive. Breastplate made of dyed silver leather. ] RE: out of the frying pan - Rift Presence - 07-13-2017
The feast has begun. The promised lambs, delivered. Body after body tumbles out, ready for the taking—but so far, the pickings have been slim. The hunger rolls in the bones of the lands, echoed by the thunder, the quakes reverberating through the ground. Far, far away, the whirlpools of the southern sea roar—the empty places of the world struggling against their boundaries.
What should've been a slaughter of the soul—ripping everything from them—was.. not. Their souls, so full with exotic magic, were shielded, by something. The land's hunger could not sink into them. They were protected. Yet every soul to come through would bear the Rift's mark, whether it was just a breath down their neck, or more. It was nothing quite so physical, though. The spirit of the land had no form. Its hunger had no bounds. the Rift [ TRANSFER NOTES: IONA ] Magic: Offensive: Can form a lasso made out of winds. Items: Defensive: A lightweight silver headpiece. It wards against magics attempted to affect the mind. Vanity: An opaque, shapeless cloak with a hood attached. It turns the wearer invisible. Amulets: The amulets start to vibrate—more and more and more, until you can hear the high-pitched tinkling. They're both scalding hot, to the point where you're pretty sure you'll get all your fur melted—but then they go glacier cold. Erratic sparks of electricity wind around one of them. It keeps whispering. And then—it shatters, and you feel like you've been struck in the heart. And maybe you have, for the essence of Time has turned you into a foal. Don't worry, just take a long, good soak in the rain and it'll wash off, but—that other amulet? The one with a heart black as death? You can't take it off. Every time you try, it pulls tighter against your neck, letting go only when you stop trying. And it keeps whispering. You can't hear what, but consider whose essence it is crafted from, it can't be anything good. Companion: Iver: Osprey Obtained: 23 March 2017 Birth Date: Mid-Scorch 1173 Normal items transfer over fine! RE: out of the frying pan - Alysanne - 07-13-2017
Alysanne Transfer SWP Participant Magics: * :: [ Magic: EarthxLight | Able to heal wounds by rubbing dirt on them ] :: [ Restrictions | Larger wounds require more focus, energy, and dirt ] (protect using safe pass) * :: [ Magic: Earth | Able to pull surrounding earthen matter to form a shield ] :: [ Restrictions | Lasts 20 seconds ] (protect using SWP safe pass) * :: [ Magic: EarthxLight (P) | micro-organisms and nutrients to leech from her hooves when she stands still for extended periods of time, making it more fertile for plants to grow ] :: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle ] Enchanted items * :: [ Item: Face plate | Defensive. Silver face plate with a moon that emits a soft glow at night and can retract into a circlet on command ] (protect please!) Rift-god / Kaos items * none (except 1 Kaos amulet?) Amulets : 5 (2x moon, 2x earth, 1x kaos) Companion/s : * Hemlock - flammulated owl - Early Freeze, 1168 - March 29, 2014 (protect) * Cypress - great horned owl - Mid-Drench 1173 - June 24, 2017 Species change (if applicable) : none! Requests: I discussed this with Smitty but the portal will be causing Aly to turn from a black tobiano to a dark green tobiano (bringing out her dad's elemental blood) but idk if that's relevant or can be incorporated but no other requests! Other items :: [ Item: Trinket | 3 feathers coated in crystal (crafted by Sohalia). ] :: [ Item: Jewelry | Ornate glass and amethyst halter with necklace. ] :: [ Item: Circlet of Earth | Crown of gold leaf and green stones ] :: [ Item: Armor | Defensive. Leather armor with some thin metal plates. ] Mika (unborn foal in Alysanne’s womb, to be played by Rover) Transfer Magics: {*]:: [ Magic: Light (P) | Illuminates at night, reflecting the glow of the moon and stars ] \n:: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle, glow dims when there’re clouds covering the moon or a new moon. ] (protect)\n\nEnchanted items\n{*}none\n\nRift-god / Kaos items\n{*}none\n\nAmulets : 0\n\nCompanion/s : \n[*}none Species change (if applicable) : n/a Requests: none RE: out of the frying pan - Naerys - 07-14-2017
Naerys Transfer {link to SWP participation} : N/A, wasn't able to get her posted by herself last night, she made an appearance in Mikey and Aly's posts, though. Magics: {*]Can transform into a black Siberian Cat.\n:: {Restrictions | Immobilized for 10 sec, can only transform once during battle.} **SAFE**\n \n{*}Purple and white passionflowers grow where hooves touch.\n \nEnchanted items\n{*}None\n \nRift-god / Kaos items\n{*}None\n \nAmulets : 2 Earth\n \nCompanion/s : \n{*}Petyr - Bornean Green Magpie **SAFE**\n Date Obtained; August 16, 2015\n Birthdate: Late Drench 1170 \n \nSpecies change (if applicable) : N/A\n \nRequests: None\n \nOther Items: \n:: [ Item: Dagger (\"Isabela\") | Offensive. A medium dual-bladed, ornate steel dagger with a grey leather grip. ] \n:: [ Item: Leather Dagger Sheath | A small, black leather sheath. ] \n:: [ Item: Bone | Small sesamoid bone. ] \n:: [ Item: Armor | Defensive. Black leather armor, reinforced with thin black metal plates. ] \n:: [ Item: Face Plate | Defensive. Black leather face plate, reinforced with thin black metal plates. ] \n:: [ Item: Jewelry | Nightingale necklace; circular pendant with an embossed bird beneath a round black opal stone. ]\n \n \nAlerie Transfer - UNBORN FOAL - Reference\nMagics:\n{*}EarthxWind (U) | Ability to condense flower petals into creatures that may overwhelm/engulf others. \n:: {Restrictions | Can summon 3 small (medium dog and lower) or 1 large creatures. ] **SAFE**\\n \\nEnchanted items\\n{*}None\\n \\nRift-god / Kaos items\\n[*}None\n \nAmulets : 0\n \nCompanion/s : \n[*}None Species change (if applicable) : N/A, she's a hybrid. Requests: None Other items: (I guess they're technically being carried in by Nae, but oh well) :: [ Item: Cloak | Pale blue cloak, secured with a floral clasp. ] :: [ Item: Comb | Pale gold hair comb with a red coral stone rose, pale gold leaves, and a few pearls. ] RE: out of the frying pan - Zoeya - 07-14-2017 Zoeya
Fear true and wild panic stricken fear. She thought she had known what it was like to be scared before, but the screams and tears from all around her told her she had never been frightened before. Ajax made a strange sound as he rode on her back trying to steer her towards the monster so he could shred it. He hated the way his bonded stuck so closer to her mother and the terror that rushed through their bond. She might want to run and hide, but he had no intentions to flee. Before he could do anything to spur her away from the portal they were both through it hurtling downwards. It didn't seem to take very long for them to hit the ground with a very undignified flailing of legs and tails. Huffing Zoeya smacked into the strange ground and rolled hooves over tail a few times. Ajax screeched and jumped clear running behind her fearfully as she kept rolling. A yelp sounded from the young girl as she finally slide to a halt her legs splayed out around her.The thick scent of blood worried Ajax and he ran up and poked around her with his beak, trying to be careful. Slowly the girl sat up the bird marking glowing brightly against her chest. her head swam for a moment as she struggled to focus on the white Peacock face in front of her. When she was able to see him properly the scent of her blood registered and she looked down at her leg to see dark red boiling from a long shallow gash up the top of her cannon bone. Her eyes widened and she looked up worriedly trying to find her mother. "Mama?" Her eyes widened even more as she stared at her mother's pelt. Instead of black and white she was now green and white. Confusion played in her head and she felt dizzy again her head swaying slightly. Ajax watched her worriedly placing a clawed foot gently on her uninjured leg. He wanted so badly to ask her if she was alright, but his voice could not yet reach her mind. So he stared at her cooing softly trying to get her to calm down. She focused on him once more focusing on her breathing. Slowly her racing heart slowed and she felt better. Tenderly she ran her soft lips along Ajax's soft white feathers. "I'm alright, just a little banged up." He tilted his head and looked down at the cut as if to say, 'Ya sure.' Looked back towards her now green mother. She didn't want to worry her any more, but her leg hurt so bad. Light brown eyes gazed down at the cut about to call out to her sister for help, until a heat swelled in her chest. She gasped softly not in pain, but in surprise. Suddenly lighting flashed from her horns and made their way towards her injury. She gritted her teeth for a moment as the pain increased then eased before vanishing. Two sets of mesmerized eyes stared at the place where the wound had been. A long pink scar ran down her leg where the wound had been. Her and Ajax looked at each other before the both scrambled up and towards their family. "Mama, Sister, Auntie! I can heal!" The words were bright and excited the terrible sights and sounds of earlier forgotten for a moment. Her gaze fell on her laughing mother then her aunt locked in the body of a child. She giggled, "Auntie Iona, I think you should stay like this. We can play easier now!" She pranced forward gleefully to try and nuzzle the black and white mare. Ajax sat beside Alysanne quietly watching as his curled tail twitched. ----------------------------------------------- Talk Words ;; 631 Magics: {Safe} :: [ Magic: FirexSpark | Produces lightning from horns that heals minor wounds. ] :: [ Restrictions | Larger wounds require more focus and energy. ] Enchanted items None Rift-god / Kaos items None Amulets : (provide number) None Companion/s : {safe} Companion: Griffin | Mythical, common | Zapping Jab | 1 month - RIFT BIRTH DATE Mid Drench 1173, OOC date June 10, 2017 Species change (if applicable) : Nope Requests: Items: Item: Accessory | Golden Peacock feather tied in her mane Medium sized spotted deer skin bag Small golden cuffs, one on each horn, engraved with lightning bolts - table by Niki - RE: out of the frying pan - Rift Presence - 07-14-2017
It doesn't want to consider itself broken. It's too powerful for that, the air itself charged in a way that speaks of unimaginable power. It might be bent, hells, nearly drained dry, but not broken.
The Rift doesn't break. But it's also not what it once was—the earth shudders slightly, as if repulsed, but by what? The memory, or the difference? Or you—you ugly, protected souls thrown onto its doorstep? Something in the shadows snarl. Maybe it's just the land. the Rift [ TRANSFER NOTES: ALYSANNE ] Magic: Healing: Can heal wounds by rubbing dirt on them. Defensive: Able to pull earthen matter into a shield. Crafting: Micro-organisms and nutrients leech from her hooves, causing plants to grow in her wake. Items: Defensive: A silver face plate decorated with a moon, which emits a soft glow at night. The face plate can retract into a circlet. Amulets: A sound, like glass breaking, is heard; a spray of crystal shards and a splatter of blood and magic. They stain your side, seeping in, sinking through your skin and into your very ribs. It hurts—it hurts like you're on flame from a thousand fires—and when it slowly dies away.. a persistent, itching sensation lingers down the backs of your legs, and along your neck. Not to mention how your shoulders ache. You might not notice it immediately yourself, but your pattern has changed, and your color has turned to a deep green, but that's not all. By the end of next season, silver-glowing and void black feathers will have grown out down the backs of your legs, and replaced your mane. And your shoulders? You're growing in a set of double wings, Alysanne. You're marked by Kaos now. Companion: Hemlock: Flammulated Owl Obtained: March 29, 2014 Birth Date: Early Freeze, 1168 Frozen: Cypress: Great Horned Owl Obtained: June 24, 2017 Birth Date: Mid-Drench, 1173 [ TRANSFER NOTES: MIKA ] Magic: Transformation: Illuminates at night, reflecting the glow of the moon and stars - if there are moon and stars out. [ TRANSFER NOTES: NAERYS ] Magic: Transformation: Can transform into a black Siberian cat. Healing: Purple and white passionflowers grow where her hooves touch; the flowers have healing capabilities if ingested. Amulets: Your amulets, they explode when Alysanne's do—something washes through you, something that feels a lot more benign than what your mother seems to experience. It is like a wave, a soothing balm for the soul, and when it fades away.. your wings are no longer gentle brown and white; they are a rich, metallic green, accentuated with black and blue. They smell very nice, like flowers on a summer's eve. The new, bright feathers spill down your chest, and adorn your fetlocks. (Basically they look like this) Companion: Petyr: Bornean Green Magpie Obtained: August 16, 2015 Birth Date: Late Drench, 1170 [ TRANSFER NOTES: ALERIE ] Magic: Offensive: Can condense flower petals into creatures. [ TRANSFER NOTES: ZOEYA ] Magic: Healing: Can produce small bolts of lightning from her horn. The lightning heals wounds. Companion: Ajax: Griffin Obtained: June 10 2017 Birth Date: Mid-Drench 1173 Normal items transfer over fine! RE: out of the frying pan - Lyanna - 07-14-2017 so i listen to the wind for an answer She tumbles through Portal, though she doesn’t notice the trip. It’s all she can do to keep Ru and Glasgow’s deaths from replaying over and over in her mind. Not even deaths, really, simply destruction. One minute they were there, and then they were gone, consumed by Kaos and his teal light. Teal. The color that she wears haunts her, the constant color of her downfall each time. First in Morham, now in Helovia. Yet it is her color still. She can’t think about it or about how many others might have died. She has no idea. She lost track before she went into the portal, and certainly more died after she’d left. The Portal spits her out unceremoniously into some new forest, and she almost lands in a heap on the ground. At the last minute, self-preservation kicks in and she spreads her wings, tugging the winds around her so she can land a little more gracefully, though only a little. She manages to land on her feet, but she stumbles, nearly going down again. Not her most graceful landing, but she can’t find it in herself to care. Her teal eyes start searching, and she moves through the horses that now crowd this dark and miserable forest. Another trend in her life, forests. She always seems to start in forests and end with teal. How many more times would her life go like that? Could this be the last time? Though hell, this doesn’t look like any place they could call home. Eyes peer out of the trees around her, and for the first time, the trees appear reach out with talons instead of with friendly fingers. A familiar sound, a laugh so out of place here, catches her attention. She turns her gaze in that direction and the horses are familiar, though not immediately so. Lyanna knows that laugh though, and the filly with them is Zoeya. She makes her way over, looking a little incredulous as her gaze turns to the mare that is Alysanne but not really Alysanne. “Aly?”, and then to the filly that looks a whole hell of a lot like Iona, “Iona?” She laughs slightly, shaking her head. “We don’t match nearly as much anymore.” She doesn’t know the young mare, though she turns her attention to Zoeya and Naerys with a pleasant nod at least, still full of manners even in the middle of a crisis. Her attention turns back to Iona and Alysanne, though her gaze keeps flickering away, looking for anyone else, entirely uncertain where to begin. Some of her friends had made it though, so certainly others had as well. She finds herself relaxing at the thought, hoping that the rest of this place wasn’t quite a petrifying as the Portal. lyanna SWP Participation Magics: {SAFE ]:: [ Magic: Wind | Able to summon gusts of wind. ] \n:: [ Restrictions | 10m radius ]\n{SAFE} :: [ Magic: LightxWind (P) | Healing winds surround her when injured, speeding healing process. ] \n:: [ Restrictions | Can only heal minor injuries on self ]\n\nEnchanted items\n{SAFE}:: [ Item: Silver Horn | Defensive. A silver horn which generates a wind shield when blown into ]\n:: [ Restrictions | Shield has a radius of around 3m and can block attacks ]\n\nRift-god / Kaos items\n[*}Kaos Amulet Amulets : 1 (Kaos amulet mentioned above) Companion/s : n/a Species change (if applicable) : n/a Requests: Normal Items: :: [ Item: Necklace | Gold chain with ruby attached. ] :: [ Item: Jewelry | A teal ear cuff with golf rim. ] :: [ Item: Two fangs | Two large fangs on a string. ] :: [ Item: Jewelry | A ruby and silver leg band. ] :: [ Item: Armor | Defensive. Dyed leather and lightweight metal armor. ] :: [ Item: Wing Armor | Defensive. Glass wing bands over the joint etched with a fire design. ] RE: out of the frying pan - Rift Presence - 07-15-2017
It's a nice little family gathering, the Rift thinks—as much as a land can think—as it sorts through their souls with a desperate fervor. It's a nice little catastrophe to bring them all together. So many come through in groups, voices and hearts raw as they cry out for family.
Some is lost, some isn't, and perhaps the Rift thinks this is going a bit too nice for them, and perhaps it doesn't. It's not sure it has the same vicious streak as its finest champion, so it lets it slide. As long as the souls come through. As long as there's magic to take. There's so much other sorrow and heartache and anger around them, enough to make up for their picnic. The presence dives deep into the latest addition to their party. the Rift [ TRANSFER NOTES: LYANNA ] Magic: Offensive: Ability to summon gusts of wind. Healing: Automatically self-heals when injured. Healing takes the shape of warm winds surrounding her. Items: Defensive: A silver horn. When blown, it generates a magical shield of wind. Amulets: Your amulet grows warm; not so warm as to sear your skin, but warm enough to be uncomfortable. It vibrates for a moment, like a content animal, and then seems to make up its mind—the chain shatters and the pendant grows tiny feet. It digs minute claws into your skin and climbs up your neck, up to your ear, and has the gall to actually bite it. It transforms into a black earring and slides through the hole it has made, locking with a decisive 'snick'. That ear goes slightly numb. A barely-heard voice registers in your mind. It never has any good suggestions. Normal items transfer fine! RE: out of the frying pan - Noëlle - 07-16-2017
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